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It was late by the time Kristopher woke up, finding himself in the same position as he'd gone to bed last night. He sits up slowly, stretching his arms above his head, and yawns widely, before getting up out of bed, and going to his wardrobe to find something to wear. He settles on a plain black short sleeve button up shirt with a collar, a pair of black skinny pants, with a belt, and a silver necklace with a unique white crystal orb hanging from it.

 

Once dressed, he finishes everything else up, brushing his hair, washing his face, etc, before going to wake up Eric. Kristopher knew that the cook would have made breakfast by now and put most of it away, but he always left some out for late risers. Reaching Eric's room, he knocks on the door a few times. "Eric, you awake? It's getting late, you should get up." He knocks again, before putting his hand on the doorknob.

 

"I'm coming in..." He calls, before turning the handle, and quietly opening the door. Sure enough, as he stepped inside, Eric was still asleep on the bed. Kristopher smiles, walking over to him for a moment, to look at his sleeping face, but then goes to the closed curtains that covered a large set of windows. He takes a hold of both, and pulls them open, the sun now shining brightly into the room, and right onto Eric's face.

 

The view the window gave was beautiful. It showed the backyard, with it's huge flower and fruit tree garden, the pond, and a line of hedges and trees that hid a large in ground pool, that resembled a waterfall pool, made with rock. It even had a few miniature waterfalls that poured into the pool. In the middle of the garden was a large stone fountain, the statue in the middle shaped like a maiden with a long flowing dress, and long hair, with a crown of roses, and a bouquet of them in her arms.

 

And, since the from was on the third floor, it had a large balcony, made out of white and black marble. A set of doors were located next to the windows that led out to the balcony. There was a set of chairs, a table, and a few potted plants on the balcony. And, since no one was out there right now, a few birds were perched on the beautifully sculpted railings, singing a lovely tune.

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Eric had been sleeping restlessly when he jumped awake and kept his eyes closed, "K-kris..?" he asked softly fear in his voice as he opened his eyes. He had been having a nightmare and as soon as he saw the other male he started crying and opened his arms. "H-hug me please..." he said softly and sniffled pulling the covers up to his chin as he tried to calm himself down. He didn't know why but the dream had racked him more than usual. It was about his mother, the car accident she was in actually. He was very little but for some reason he could still remember most of it.

 

In his dream they had been going to his first big boy birthday party with all of his friends from school when a drunk driver hit them head on slamming them off the road and into a tree on his mothers side. His father wasn't in the car at all but he was in the back side passenger seat and the only thing that happened to him was slightly bruises and some cuts here and there but his mother was screaming bloody murder when he came to. He remembered looking at her and calling for her hearing her finally stop screaming as she looked back at him and smiled a soft smile before closing her eyes, she never opened them again. The day still haunted him to this day, he believed that it was his fault, when it happened he had been asking his mother to put in his favorite cd causing her to look away from the road for a split moment allowing the accident to happen.

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Blinking in surprise as Eric is startled awake, he looks aghast at the sudden tears that had welled up in Eric's eyes, and spilled over, pouring down his cheeks. His eyes widen even more when Eric opens his arms, and asks Kristopher to hug him, wondering what just happened. Was it his fault, or did he dream about something that was making Eric act like this? Instead of asking questions, he goes over to the bed, and crawls over the sheets to where Eric was sitting, right in the middle of the large bed.

 

Wrapping his arms around Eric, he holds the other male closely to his chest, trying to help Eric calm down. What had happened to make Eric scream out like that? It was baffling, of course, but he didn't ask anything. Now was not the time for questions like that. His heart beat faintly in his chest as he held Eric closely, letting the other male rest their head on his chest. It was so faint, it was almost as if his heart wasn't even beating.

 

After a while, he speaks up, his voice soft. "Are you alright now? If you'd like, we can go and see what was for breakfast..." Honestly he didn't want to move, he felt as if he and Eric belonged together... Though many vampires chose to have mates that were of the opposite sex, and vampires as well, it really didn't matter. Kristopher had seen himself with a female mate in his future, but then...he met Eric. The strength if the attraction he felt towards the other male was so great, he was sure...he was absolutely sure he'd found his mate. It was so strong an attraction, it even frightened him a little bit.

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Eric clung to the other male hiding his face in his chest and he cried softly into it. It seemed like forever till he heard the soft rich voice come from above him and he shook his head, "I-i'm not hungry.." he said softly looking up at Kris his eyes still watery and he wiped on of them. "I-i'm sorry...I'm a baby...I had a nightmare you don't have to console me if you don't wish to.." he said softly but didn't move away from the other male obviously wanting to be in his arms. He felt safe, almost like nothing could hurt him except for Kris he looked up at him and then back down.

 

"I-i have been thinking a lot...and the kiss yesterday...i-i kind of want to do it again.." he said hiccuping as he spoke. "I had a dream about you...and we were..." a dark blush covered his face and he hid his face in Kris's chest. "We were together...dating...had been for a long time now and you asked me to stay by your side forever. Then the rest was kind of...blurry because you started kissing my neck and then the dream me passed out." he said softly listening to Kris's heart in his chest. His own started to speed up the more he got to being able to talk. "Kris..did I ever tell you about my mother..?" he asked softly hugging him tighter.

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"Don't worry about it." Kristopher says softly in response to Eric's apology for being a 'baby'. He held Eric even closer, he could tell the other didn't want to move from that spot. Kristopher didn't mind though. He too wanted to stay where he was, close to Eric. He looks down when Eric glanced up at him, and listens to what Eric said. He blinks in surprise when Eric said he had thought about the kiss from last night, and how he wanted that again. Then Eric goes on to tell about a dream he had, about the two of them. In his dream, they'd been dating. And Kristopher had asked Eric to stay with him, by his side forever. Yeah, that sounded like him all right.

 

Eric falls silent, and it was quiet for a bit. Kristopher could feel Eric's heartbeat begin to speed up, and he glances down at him again. Was Eric nervous? Or was it something else? Before he could ask, Eric speaks up again, asking if he'd told Kristopher about his mother. Kris was quiet for a moment, before answering. "No, you didn't tell me about her...but I know what happened..." He rubs Eric's back softly, letting the other make know he didn't have to talk about the painful memory. He sighs softly, resting his head against the top of Eric's his eyelids closing slightly. "This is comfortable... huh?" He murmurs softly.

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Eric smiled softly and shook his head hiding his face in the others chest as he tried to relax. The nightmare he had experienced soon fell out of memory with the touch of the other male. He was so happy that the dream could no longer attack him in his waking hours. He sighed softly and rubbed his eyes, "You don't have to stay hugging me. I'm okay now." he said trying to let Kris know that he no longer needed to console him.

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"Okay then..." Kristooher replies, releasing Eric from his embrace, and backing away a bit, and eventually gets off of the bed. He sighs to himself, and looks away, staring out the arge windows. For a moment he was silent, before looking over at Eric again. "How about we get something to eat now? I'm actually hungry, but you could just get something to drink if you don't feel like eating anything." He moves across the room, pausing by the door. He waits for the other to follow, before heading out if the room, and making his way to the kitchen.

 

Once there, he finds that his mother was in their, baking something that smelled delicious. She was wearing a rose red dress, with low sleeves showing off her shoulders. It was a long dress, that was layered. A Victorian styled dress. Her hair was in a braid. When she sees Kristopher and Eric she smiles. "Good morning you two. Did you sleep well?" "Good morning mother. And yes, I slept fine. Did father leave already?" Kristopher replies, picking up a plate and placing a blueberry muffin on it, and a handful of grapes. "No, actually he's still here. He had the day off. He's in his study right now I believe." Kristopher nods. "Oh, I see." He pours himself a cup of coffee, adding vanilla creamer, and sugar. He then motions to Eric. "You can get what you want.."

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Eric sighed softly and nodded rolling out of the bed and he sighed putting on his clothing and a shirt. He followed Kris to the kitchen and sighed softly placing a smile on his face for the others mom. "Hello, I slept all right. How are you?" he asked smiling to her as he moved to get something to eat. He figured it was rude not to have something but he wasn't going to eat, he looked up hearing the two speaking and he sighed. "Do you mind if I borrow a phone..? I have to call my dad." he said softly not meaning to interrupt them but he really needed to call him. Looking down at the time he knew his father was probably already mad at him.

 

He still couldn't believe the resemblance of the two as he watched them talking with one another. He blushed softly and looked away getting a glass of coffee taking a sip of it letting the warm liquid trail down his throat as it went down. He sighed softly his eyes puffy do to the lack of sleep and the constant crying he had delt with the night before. He really didn't know why but he wanted to kiss kristopher, really badly. The thought had been running through his mind all morning thats why he pushed the older male away from him because he was worried he would kiss him on accident.

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"Oh, that's good..." She relies to Eric. She goes over to the oven, and pulls out a cake, setting it on a rack. Smiling o ce more at them, she leaves the room. "Yeah, we have a phone you can use." He eats his food, finishes his coffee, and once Eric was finished with his drink, he leads Eric through the house. Showing him the way to a phone, and letting Eric make his call.

 

He let's Eric have privacy, and walks away, going to the large living room, and sits down on the couch. He sighs softly, noticing that for some reason Eric was avoiding getting too close to him, the only moment they'd been close was during their embrace earlier that morning. He wondered what was going on. He could easily read Eric's mind if he wanted to, but that kind of thing wasn't appealing to Kristopher. He'd rather figure out the reason other ways than invade Eric's kind.

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Eric called his father and told him where he was and what he was doing also where he was and such. He sighed softly and hung up looking down before he walked to find Kris. He called out for him and finally found him looking down. "My father is upset with me...may i...may we go to the music room..?" he asked softly walking to him and looked down at him sighing. "I want to talk to you..just one on one.." he said softly looking sadly.

 

Eric looked down his mind racing, he wanted to be with Kris but he didn't want his parents to walk in on them so he wanted to go to the only room that seemed less occupied. "Or maybe your room..?" he asked looking at him not sure if he anted him in there. "I just don't want to be interrupted." he said softly playing with his fingers.

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Looking up at Eric, who had come into the room, he listens to what Eric had to say. "Sure, we can talk..." He replies, standing up from the couch, and guiding the other mlke from the room, and taking him to his own bedroom, closing the door behind him and locking it when they were both inside. He walks halfway across the large room, before turning to look over at Eric. "So, what did you want to talk about?" He asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

 

He wondered what Eric had to tell him. Wandering over to the bed, he sits down, notonce looking away from Eric. He moves a bit, so that he was sitting in the center. Of his bed, a pillow set on his lap, and his elbows resting on it, and his chin on the palm of his hands. Kristopher looks interested in what Eric had to say, and says nothing while the other would talk.

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Eric fiddled with his fingers as he followed the other male. When they were alone in a room he looked up at Kris and walked to him. He crawled onto of the male and pushed him down a dark blush on his cheeks as he sat on his hips. "I...I-i feel weird around you...all the time...since you kissed me I keep having weird dreams and I keep wanting you to touch me..." he said softly taking thte others hand in his and placed it on his face. "I-i don't know whats wrong with me...but I think I'm falling for you.." he said softly looking up at the other male before looking back down biting his lip. "I want you to kiss me..and hold me..and sleep with me...and touch me...I want you to be with me all the time. I want to play music together and listen to you play.." he said softly looking up at him again. "I want to be with you..." he said his voice shaky as he started to cry.

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Kristopher's eyes widen when Eric came onto the bed, pushing him onto his back, and sat on his hips. His cheeks burn red as he looked up at the other male, wondering just what was going on. Listening to Eric, everything began to make so much sense now.

 

"I...I-i feel weird around you...all the time...since you kissed me I keep having weird dreams and I keep wanting you to touch me..I-i don't know whats wrong with me...but I think I'm falling for you... I want you to kiss me..and hold me..and sleep with me...and touch me...I want you to be with me all the time. I want to play music together and listen to you play...I want to be with you..."

 

So that was it. The reason for this strange behavior. Because Eric felt attracted to him, just as Kristopher found himself attracted to Eric. It all made sense. "I see..." He murmurs, staring up at Eric's face, seeing the tears. He looks away, feeling guilty all of a sudden. "I...I'm sorry but...I was thinking about this over night, and well...even thingy this morning...and all...we should just be friends for now...and maybe work our way into a relationship, like you said. But I do like you...a lot. So much in fact, it's taking all my self control to not just rip off your clothing and take you here and now."

 

However, the biggest reason for his hesitation, was. Kristopher feared he might end up attacking Eric. And that was something he did not wish to happen. In no way, time, form, or state of mind, did he wish to harm Eric. This state of mind, this way of thinking was new to him. Because he'd never thought this way about anyone, not once.

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Eric's heart sank as he listened to the other male speak and he looked down at his fingers crawling off of the other male fixing his shirt. "O-oh...okay I-i don't know what I was thinking.." he laughed softly and got off the bed hugging his waist. "I-i'm sorry for what I said just forget about it...I-i thought you would have said something else.." he said softly starting to cry again. "I-is it bad I want you to eat me..?" he asked softly looking back at the other male his eyes watery and his body shaking. "Y-you made me hard the first day you pressed up against me.." he said ashamed as his cheeks turned a bright red.

 

He was talking nonsense now letting all of his thoughts run from his mind without a buffer of any sort and he just kept talking till it all ran out and he was left with a heaving chest and nothing else. He was breathing heavily and his body was shaking do to the fact heh was really horney and also the fact that he was really into Kristopher and another thing was the fact he was scared he was being told off. Which he was being told off but he still was trying and he wiped his eyes sighing. "I'm sorry I said anything..." he said softly looking down.

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Kristopher sits up after Eric gets off of him, and watches the other male closely, noticing the change in emotion. He felt terrible about what he'd said, but he'd meant every word of it. However, when he listened to Eric begin to talk, listened to the words pouring from the other male's lips, he came to regret his words even more, especially when Eric began to cry again. So that's how Eric felt. It was a lot more strongly than Kristopher thought.

 

Kristopher looks away, hiding the shame that was etched across his face, not wanting to see the tears that fell from Eric's eyes. After a few moments, the quiet sobs cease, and Kristopher glances over at Eric, watching as the other wiped away the remaining tears from his cheeks, and listens as Eric apologized for saying anything at all. Biting his lower lip, Kristopher looks at Eric with a sad expression, his eyebrows curved slightly upwards, a small frown on his lips.

 

"No...the one who should be sorry is me...there's no need for you to apologize. You did absolutely nothing wrong. It's all my fault that this happened..." He looks away from Eric, sighing softly, his chest rising and falling gently as he breathed in, and let the air out slowly from his lungs. Looking down at his hands, he frowns more. "I'm so very sorry...truly, I am....you...you probably hate me now... don't you..." He folds his hands together, twisting them gently in his lap, not daring to look up at Eric.

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Eric looked over watching Kristopher and he shook his head, "No..I don't hate you...Its the opposite actually.." he said softly and leaned to the other male and touched his shoulder. "Why...? Why if you like me the way I like you why won't you allow us to be something more than what we are now? I know I said we should get to know each other but...honestly sleeping in this huge house all the way on the other side of this place away from you...hurt...I don't know why but my chest hurt and it took some time to fall asleep.." he said softly looking up at Kristopher.

 

Eric couldn't believe the other male assumed he hated him, he knew he was being sorta moody but he couldn't change that. The fact he wasn't able to control anything he felt was an example of that. He knew one thing though, he wanted Kristopher to hug him, and kiss him, and be something more than just a friend that he met. He sighed softly and tilted the others face making him look at him. "I don't hate you. You have given me no reason to hate you. Honestly you have given me a friend..something I haven't had in a long time. Since my mother passed I have closed up from the world and decided that being by myself was the right thing to do...but ever since you came in that morning I have wanted to speak to you, break out of my shell and talk to you." he said laughing softly.

 

"You pulled out the me that I honestly assumed had left...I'm happy again with you...since I met you I have smiled and laughed, blushed and giggled, more than I have in a very very long time. And getting to be here with you, today, has been amazing! You have given me hope...in being someone I want to be and to be able to get out there and take what I want." he said softly looking up at the other. "Yet...you still won't let me have what I want..." he said weakly looking at the bed finally closing his mouth as his chest was heaving slightly from the effort it took to speak.

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Kristopher looks at Eric, his crimson eyes searching Eric's face as he heard the other make tell him that he wasn't hated. But why, if they both shared the same feelings, why couldn't they be something more than friends? Kristopher shakes his head, not able to speak, but didn't have to, because Eric began talking again, telling Kristopher how, since they'd first met, Eric's life had changed for the better, how Kristopher helped Eric break out of his shell.

 

After Eric falls silent, Kristopher takes a moment to let the words spoken to him sink in, letting what had been said process in his mind. He didn't say anything at first, as he tried to piece together the right words to say to Eric. Why indeed, would Kristopher not let Eric have what he wanted, which was to be with Kristopher, to be more than friends. To be close, to touch, to feel. After an agonizing stretch of time, Kristopher looks at Eric, still feeling the sensation of Eric's hand pulling up his chin from earlier, his skin had been soft, his fingers warm and gentle.

 

"Why won't I allow us to be more than friends? Why won't I let us get closer, agree to become a bit more than what we are now?" He pauses, looking straight at Eric. He takes a deep breath, before speaking once again. "One very, VERY simple reason...." He moves over to Eric, and places his hand on the side of Eric's face, his thumb softly running across Eric's cheek. "Because I'm afraid to hurt you. To be honest, you barely know me. If you knew who I was, what I was, would you still want to be near me, to be touched by me? I doubt it."

 

He lets his hand fall to his side, and steps away. Kristopher didn't want to hurt Eric, he hated making the other feel like this, but if it was the choice between this and what he could do to Eric, he'd choose this choice without a second thought. "I'm sorry..." He murmurs again, sitting on the edge of the bed, and burying his face in his hands. He truly felt terrible.

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Eric's eyes gleamed with tears he didn't want to shed as he nodded listening to Kristopher tell him he was ignorant for wanting to be with someone he didn't know. He sighed softly and looked at Kris's back and sniffled, "W-what are you..?" he asked softly hinting on the small fact he had said 'what' instead of 'who'. He sniffled and touched Kristophers back, "Tell me then..Talk to me let me get to know you..then let me decide..youre making the decision for me..Kris you have to tell me what is going on.." he said softly getting in front of the other male on his knees and he looked up at him so hedidnt have to move.

 

"Please...? What are you..?" he asked curious now. He wanted to know why he was talking the way he was. "How...how could you hurt me..?" he said softly sort of scared a chill running up his spin at the thought of being hurt like his father was hurt. He blinked his eyes as the feeling went away and he sighed, no way that could be right the thing that hurt his father was an animal he knew that..yet why did he just think that thought? He didn't have the answer and his mind slowly started thinking about other things as he looked up at the other male wanting an answer to his question.

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"I'm a monster, and that's all you need to know." He replies softly, after Eric practically begged him to tell what he was. "And I could hurt you in ways you could never imagine...please, stop asking me these questions..." Kristopher looks away, not wanting to gaze upon Eric's face. He was feeling pressured, and if the other male kept asking, he just might break, and end up telling his secret.

 

As if sensing his distress, a knock sounds by the door, and a voice calls through. "Son, I need to speak with you. Can you come to my office?" It was his father. Kristopher's eyes flit to the door, then he looks at Eric. "I guess this conversation will just have to wait." He stands up, and straightens his clothing. "Yes, father, I'll be there in a few minutes." Footsteps walk away, and he looks to Eric again. "Excuse me." He walks across the room, and leaves, closing the door quietly behind him. He sighs softly, before making his way to his father's study.

 

Opening the door, he steps inside, where his father was waiting, and closes it behind him. "What was going on?" His father asks, as he sat in a large ornate chair behind a huge desk. "Nothing important." Kristopher replies, his eyes cold. Behind ckosed doors, and away from others, his attitude towards his father changed dramatically. "You didn't tell him anything, did you?" "Of course not. Though no doubt you already know that, since you were most likely watching the whole thing." Kristopher sneers at his father. "Watch your attitude boy. I don't want that Eric kid to find anything out, do you understand?" Sighing in annoyance, Kristopher goes to leave. "Do you understand?!?" His father repeats, his voice raising.

 

"Yes, of course! Butt out and mind your own damn bloody business!" Kristopher yells this, and slams the door behind him, and hurries away. He got so angry when his father acted like this. For some reason his father feared he'd slip up, and give away their secrets. But there was no way in the burning flames of hell itself he'd ever allow that to happen. He hoped Eric hadn't decided to follow him, and hear what was being said between his father and himself. That would have been very, very bad.

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Eric sighs softly and watches as the other boy leaves hearing his father walk away. He blushes lightly as the urge to fallow them came over him. He stood and slowly started following the male, he wasn't close at all and no way Kris could tell he was there. He watched as the other went into his fathers study and he jumped lightly hearing them yell. He couldn't make it out and he walked closer to where the voices were audible.

 

"You didn't tell him anything, did you?"

 

He heard his father say and he instantly was curious. He knew that Kris was keeping stuff from him but he wasn't going to pester him about it...then again if he really didn't want to know he wouldn't be spying on him..he shook his head and listened for more.

 

"Of course not. Though no doubt you already know that, since you were most likely watching the whole thing." Kris spoke his voice coming clear through the door as a snarky comment.

"Watch your attitude boy. I don't want that Eric kid to find anything out, do you understand?"

 

Eric didn't wait to hear anymore he was pissed off. He knew that Kristopher wasn't telling him things and now he knew why, he knew now why Kristopher didn't want to tell him what was going on, who he was, what he was. It all made so much sense now, his father was making him stay quite. Eric rushed back to the room and closed the door behind him and he was just able to get on the bed and stop breathing heavy when he heard the door slam to the office. He let out a sigh of relief, he looked around the room seeing not very many windows around where they had been talking..so how could Kris's father had seen them talking let alone listen in on them..

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Reaching the room, Kristopher takes a deep breath, before opening the door and stepping inside. He closes it behind himself, and looks over at Eric, who was on the bed still. The expression on Kristopher's face showed no traces of the fact that he'd had argument just now with his father. It was bright, and cheerful, a light smile decorating his lips. "Sorry about that." He crosses the room and faces Eric.

 

"Do you want to go outside? I can show you the rose garden, and anything else you'd like to see. It'd be nice, getting a breath of fresh air, don't you think?" He smiles a bit more at Eric, desperate to get out if the house, and away from his father. However his desperation didn't show one bit, it would just seem like Kristopher was suggesting the idea for something to do. It was a nice day out anyways, the sun was bright, the sky was blue, the temperature quite warm, hot in fact.

 

A idea pops in his head, and he tilts his head. "Also, since it's hot out, we can go swimming if you wanted to. I have an extra pair of swimtrunks you can borrow, since we're probably the same size. It woukd be fun, don't you think? Another thing, we can talk more....if you still felt like talking." He was just shooting off ideas now, anything to must get them out of the house. He hoped Eric would agree to something.

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Eric's head snapped up hearing the door click open and he smiled lightly seeing a cheerful Kristopher walking in. He masked any confusion he might have had do to the fact he wasn't supposed to hear any of that as he stood. "How about we do both?" he said listening to the others ideas on what to do. He felt the tension and knew that Kris needed to get away from everything, not only his thoughts but his father and the stuffy thoughts he had been having. Not ably that but was having his own thoughts that were causing himself to be down.

 

Erick sighed softly and stood, "How about we go for a tour of the garden and then go swimming?" he said looking up at the other male not sure if that was alright or not. He really didn't want to be cooped up in the home any longer either. He wanted to get out of the house yet he didn't want to leave Kris's side so he was stumped on what to do.

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"Sure, we can do both. So, the rose garden it is then. And after that, we can go swimming." He smiles at Eric, glad that the other male was wanting to go outside too. He motions for Eric to follow him, and leads the two out the room, down the hall, down the long set of stairs, to the first floor, where they got their shoes. After putting them on, Kristopher opens a door that led out to a large stone area, with many round tables and benches, and a small fountain. Edging the area were several flower bushes, and a spot led out to a stone path.

 

"This way." He walks down the stone path, and after walking through a small grove of trees, both flowering and fruit bearing, a large garden could be seen. Roses of many different colors, shapes, and sizes were blooming everywhere. Hummingbirds and butterflies flitted around, and the sound if trickling water could be heard. With a gesture of his hand, he leads Eric through the rose hedges, going at a pace where Eric could enjoy the view if he wanted to.

 

Near the center, Kristopher shows Eric a rather unique rose. It was a multicolored rose, each petal a different color, as if the very rose itself was the rainbow. He smiles a bit as he touches a petal, and looks over at Eric. "So, what do you think? They smell nice too." Each flower indeed smelled amazing, a unique scent for each rose, like some sort of candy, gummy bears or juicy fruit. "However, my favorite are those." He points to a flower bush behind Eric, that had ebony, midnight black roses on it. They looked velvety soft, and had a subtle, dewy scent to them, making one imagine the time of night, just before daybreak, when the world is at it's absolute darkest.

 

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Eric hummed to himself softly as he foliowed Kris down the staircase hopefully to the exit. He smiled lightly at the other male as he slipped on his shoes hearing silence throughout the home yet he knew people were there. He followed Kris down to the garden and let his fingers trial across the cold tables as he passed them making a chill run up his arms as he did so. It had been chilly that morning, speaking of he hadn't ever looked at the weather. He sighed softly and instantly stopped walking as the flowers came into view.

 

It was rows upon rows of flowers, all shapes and sizes. All different colors lay before him in a single ocean of diversity as every single flower had its own uniqueness and nothing was similar around one another. He stopped at every flower he didn't know and hesitated at the Blue moon Lotus that was planted around some white lotus flowers and he looked at them longingly but sighed turning and walking straight into Kris. He blushed and instantly stepped back muttering a sorry. He was shocked to see though that whatever Kris was looking at was way more important then getting upset with him was. He slowly turned and looked around the other male seeing a beautiful rose.

 

The color was...well all of them, he laughed softly to himself as his fingers touched a blue petal on the multi-colored flower. "Thats amazing." he said softly under his breath smelling it and laughed again getting a beautiful smell of candy. He stood and looked at Kris hearing what he was saying and he smirked softly, "Well Kris...Black seems to be your thing." he said playfully and went to them looking up at the flowers and touches them softly, "I like them. My favorite however is the Blue Moon Lotus..Its beautiful...then again I really love the color blue." He laughed softly under his breath and looked at Kris. "This is amazing...Its sad its not public though, if people could only take care of it when they visited then people could get to see this amazing art." he said festering to the flowers.

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Kristopher could see that Eric was indeed enjoying the flowers, noticing how the other male had lingered at the blue moon lotus, his eyes gazing at the flower almost longingly. He was glad that Eric liked the view, and smiles at the reaction towards the rainbow flowers, and what he said about Kristopher's thing being black. When Kristopher hears Eric say that it was a shame that the flower garden wasn't open for the public to enjoy, he shrugs. "I agree, but my mother is rather protective over her flowers. In fact, about five different breeds of flower that grow here are of her own creation. Including the Candied Rainbow, which are what those are, and the Dawn of Darkness, the black roses."

 

Kristopher didn't mention the fact it would be dangerous for the people who came there. He smiles a bit more, then blinks as he gets an idea. "Which reminds me, tonight I'd like to show you a rather amazing flower that rivals that of the Candied Rainbow. It too, this flower, is another if my mother's creations. But it has to be viewed at night, you'll see why when the time comes." He crosses his arms over his chest.

 

"So, do you want to see more? There's a lot to see, but if you want we could see the rest later." He was letting Eric choose, as Kristopher didn't care one way or another what they did, he just wanted to stay out of the house for as long as possible. He looks over at Eric, waiting for him to decide what they were going to do next. Continue the little tour, or go swimming.

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