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Thread: More Than Blood [Saria & Banter]

Kai walked the not-quite mile home with Lauren, both of them damp from the sudden downpour. Luckily they'd been near a convenience store and had slipped inside before they got drenched. The spiked hair he usually worked so hard on in the mornings had gone limp, though at least the black dye wasn't running. He'd learned his lesson and forked over the money for a professional to do it. He glanced down as Lauren took his hand and pressed against his arm. So, what do you want for your birthday? You can ask for aaanything you want and I might even say yes, she said with a wink. She had the air of a popular girl about her and looked rather out of place next to Kai with his gothic style going. Black pants, black shirt, dyed black hair, no dog collar though, he didn't like the punk goth twist and his skin was only a shade more tan than pasty though he didn't look unhealthy. He'd always been on the slim side and sports were definitely not his thing. He'd grown taller though even with his last growth he barely reached 5'8. Anything? he asked, glancing at her from the corner of his eye. Even sit and play Left for Dead with me? She wrinkled her nose, letting go of his arm to let him open the door as they reached his home. That wasn't exactly what I had in mind... And you know I hate those games. He snickered quietly. How could I forget? I'm still cleaning blood out of my ears from your screams. Kai! Mrs. Hall, your son is so...mean, she said, trailing off as she stepped inside and her eyes landed on someone who she'd only seen pictures of. He was even hotter in person. Kai glanced over in confusion before following her gaze, going still and tightening his grip on his backpack as he saw Dietrich, a myriad of emotions coursing through him at once and leaving him feeling like he'd been sucker-punched. Die, he murmured, unable to stop the old nickname from escaping his lips. He was surprised to say the least, considering he'd been lead to believe Dietrich wouldn't be coming home for his birthday, though anger at being lied to and the old sense of betrayal from his brother going so far away for college and losing touch was close behind. He shook off Lauren's hand when she tried to take it again though he wasn't sure why, finally tearing his eyes away from his brother. How long before dinner? he asked, stepping over to the table and swiping a finger through the chocolate icing to lick off.
Thread: More Than Blood [Saria & Banter]

Kai ignored the chiding and did his best to ignore Dietrich as he headed for the cake, making a soft sound of surprise and protest when his brother grabbed his wrist. A faint sneer crossed his lips as Dietrich dared to touch him so casually when they had hardly spoken in at least eight months. He tugged at his wrist and opened his mouth to tell Dietrich to let go, though the words stuck in his throat when Die...pulled his finger into his mouth. Confusion flicked in his eyes, the wet warmth startling a barely audible moan out of him before he clenched his teeth, jerking at his wrist and glowering at Dietrich as their eyes met. He fought the urge to punch his brother in the face and only resisted because it would cause a scene, likely with him being the one who was blamed for it. No one would dare punish Dietrich, the favorite son. The one who could do no wrong. So he curled his finger instead, scraping his nail against Dietrich's tongue in revenge. He jerked his hand away once it was released and wiped it on his shirt, backpedaling and dumping his backpack near the stairs without a word. Lauren stared at Dietrich, paling and then flushing as she watched the exchange. Her jealousy and curiosity spiked as one, instincts telling her there was something other than sibling teasing or rivalry between them. She smoothed her hands over her skirt and stepped closer to the table, smiling faintly at Dietrich. Kai returned and dropped down to sit at the table, tilting his head away from Dietrich's hand as he reached for a soda. Yup, he answered, in a tone that said 'way to state the obvious'. He tugged Lauren down to sit beside him, lacing their fingers together in plain sight as he chugged his soda. Lauren glanced at their hands with a confused but pleased expression before glancing to Dietrich. I'm Lauren, nice to meet you, she said, holding out her free hand in greeting. Kai filled his plate and let them talk around him. It wasn't like he had much to say anyway. He went to classes, he did his work, then he came home. His grades weren't the best and he avoided the rest of the student body, preferring to keep to himself. Lauren chattered happily and enough for the both of them anyway, recounting the day and stories she'd heard. He glanced up briefly at Dietrich's question, raising an eyebrow like he should know the answer to that. I'm not going to college, he replied simply, reaching for another soda. It was a sore subject between him and their parents, but it wasn't like they could change his mind. He'd be getting a job and moving out after he graduated.
Thread: More Than Blood [Saria & Banter]

Dietrich coughed on a piece of asparagus he had been chewing, repeating his brother's words, not going to college? He looked to his left, at their parents. Both had stopped eating his mother was staring down at her plate, and his father was doing his best to conceal a scowl that menaced his pitiful attempt at keeping up a jolly demeanor. Obviously it was shaky ground. The silence was palatable. Dietrich masticated a piece of steak thoroughly as he stared at Kai, his jaw working hard, before he looked down to stab another piece of meat and spoke up, I'm sure with a clever mind like yours, you can get yourself into anything, his eyes rose to his brother's, doesn't mean it has to be college. There was another pause, pregnant with everything left unsaid all of his parent's fears for their youngest, and the nagging possibility of history repeating itself. Every family had it's own version of batshit crazy. Their's just happened to be uncle Richard, who, in his prime had refused to finish college, dropped out, and spent the remainder of his tuition on a start up. He had read something about Chi in one of his classes, deciding then his calling was to create his own online tarot card-reading business. Needless to say, his fervid eccentricity coupled with his dedication to his art and refusal to consider any assistance at all drove his family away. To add insult to injury, his great idea resulted in modest funds, not nearly equating the amount put into it at the project's conception. Online Tarot card readings apparently weren't as groundbreaking for the rest of the world as uncle Richard believed. Now he was left isolated, somewhere in southern california, with only the tale of his mistake to carry on his name in the family. Dietrich hefted a sigh. Obviously, uncle Richard was a special case. Kai one the other hand Hey now, don't look so glum everyone! It's a special day let's have some cake, eh? Their father's deep bass sliced through the tension like a knife. All at once, his parents stood and started cleaning up the remnants of the meal. Dietrich helped, setting out plates and moving the cake. He placed it before his brother, slowly pushing it towards him, then flicked out a lighter from his jacket pocket. He could hear their mother and father talking in the kitchen as dishes clinked and the ice box was opened. Silently lighting a candle, Dietrich took his time and used it to light the rest, straightening once the last candle's flame flickered into existence. Don't forget to make a wish, he said softly, returning the lighter to his pocket. Altogether the lights of the room went out the candles the only source of illumination other than that of the weak afternoon light that filtered through the blinds. The flames danced with the shadows of his brother's face. Their parents appeared with wide grins and ice cream, giving the motion of 'one, two, three-' Happy Birthday to you! Happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear K-a-i, happy birthday to you.
Thread: More Than Blood [Saria & Banter]

Kai ignored the silence and continued eating like a bombshell hadn't just been dropped on the table, squirting more ketchup on the last of his steak before popping it in his mouth. He pushed his empty plate aside and propped his chin on his fist with an almost bored expression as he waited for them to get over themselves. It wasn't like he was going to do something stupid. Well, except for the whole not doing college thing. Starving artist had always appealed to him, though he had enough talent he likely wouldn't starve. He'd secretly applied to and been accepted to the Chicago Art Institute. He hadn't told anyone and he'd hidden the acceptance letter in one of his old sketch pads. He wanted to take some time off of school for a while, even if traveling was out of the question. He wasn't stupid. He knew everyone thought he was going to ruin his life, but he didn't plan to dig himself into a hole like Uncle Richard. He straightened as they moved on to dessert, watching Dietrich light the candles. He eyed the flames and shivered at the sound of his brother telling him to make a wish. Since when had any of his wishes ever come true? That wasn't exactly fair - he did tend to wish for things he knew he wouldn't get. He glanced at Lauren out of the corner of his eye, wondering if he should wish for something simple this time. Like finally losing his virginity. That was easy enough, right? He suffered through the singing, waiting for them to finish before closing his eyes and making his wish. At least this one would come true eventually. Surely he wasn't cursed to die a virgin, right? He took a deep breath and blew out the candles, getting them all to go out in one breath. Thankfully they hadn't used any of the trick candles, though he had to admit he hadn't been subjected to those since he got frustrated enough at fourteen to throw the cake into the wall to make it go out. He took his slice of chocolate cake with chocolate ice cream, glancing at the presents and steeling himself for another hour at least of conversation and awkward silences. Though if Dietrich had bothered to contact him or keep in touch, he'd know what questions not to ask. Lauren leaned over while the cake was being served to quietly ask, So is your brother staying here a while? Kai shrugged and glanced towards his brother, hoping not, since that would mean they'd be sharing a room again. He'd just gotten used to having it to himself. He'd even painted one of the walls over several weekends into a mural of a dragon breathing fire over a village, though he'd been forced to put his bookcase and desk in front of it to cover most of it up when their parents saw it. Pity, considering it was some of his best work and showed a true talent. Lauren huffed softly and straightened, crossing her arms on the table as she looked at Dietrich. So, Die, she said, using the nickname she'd heard Kai use, missing the way Kai twitched beside her at its use, are you staying in town a while? Maybe you could tell me some stories about Kai when he was younger. She offered a sweet smile.
Thread: More Than Blood [Saria & Banter]

Kai tightened his fingers on his spoon, staring hard at his dessert and slowly losing his appetite as Dietrich reminisced about when they were kids. How dare he talk about it like he'd actually enjoyed putting up with him? As soon as he'd gotten old enough to cook his own meals and entertain himself, he'd been dropped like an old toy for something new and with breasts. That had pretty much been the moment things had started to change between them, and not for the better. He'd never been good at making friends, and being abandoned by his own brother had only made things worse. That was when he'd stopped idolizing his brother, started losing himself in books and comics, stopped going on adventures outside of his imagination. It was boring fighting dragons alone. He pushed his plate of half-eaten cake away and crossed his arms, ignoring Lauren's soft laughter and meeting Dietrich's eyes with a blank expression. Ha ha ha, so funny, he said dryly. Says the ass who tried to convince me my goldfish committed suicide because I was too annoying. He barely contained a sneer and reached for a third soda. He'd regret it when he was trying to fall asleep, but if Dietrich was staying for five weeks, he likely wouldn't be sleeping much anyway. At least it was Friday. Lauren glanced between them in surprise before smiling faintly at Dietrich. I saw his work in the art gallery they set up in the gym... It was really beautiful and... she almost said devastating, but decided against it, I sought him out. He's really a sweetheart beneath the prickly attitude, she added with a grin, poking Kai in the side. Kai grumbled and resumed chugging his soda, letting out a loud belch. Can I open the presents now? We have a test on Monday to study for, he said, leaning over Lauren and snagging the closest present he could reach. He tore it open without waiting for permission and stared at the condoms and magazine. Seriously....? He felt his cheeks burning and was about to shove them under his chair before Lauren snatched them. Are those flavored? Lauren! Whaaat? These are expensive. Your brother has good taste, she said with a laugh, keeping them out of reach as Kai tried to get them back. No way had his parents gotten them for him. You can lose the reading material though, she added with a wink. Lauren!! Kai was red and refused to look at anyone else at the table, glowering at Lauren and half-heartedly trying to get the offending condoms back before giving up and reaching for another present, praying desperately it was something normal. He breathed a soft sigh of relief when it turned out to be a new shooter game for his PS3 he'd been interested in trying. Thanks...
Thread: More Than Blood [Saria & Banter]

Dietrich regarded the kids as their mother waxed on about Aunt Jemima. Kai looked to be awake, but his friend wasn't as animated as she had been a few hours ago. Their father raised a hand as Kai and Lauren stood, are you walking her back? You sure you don't want me to drive you? Their mother looked towards the front door. Look at that! We've talked into the night, she laughed, patting her husband's knee and shook her head, don't worry Rick, it isn't too late. Kai, you have your cellphone right? Dietrich stood as well, pausing before turning towards the couple. Stay safe, he grunted. His look implied they stay safe in more ways than one. The condoms weren't in sight, but he was somewhat reassured that Lauren wasn't reserved about using the protection, even if the private visual image of her touching his brother was enough to set him on edge. He wondered idly if they'd be bold enough to try for tonight. His jaw flexed as he refrained from saying anything more, instead turning away and biding his parents goodnight. He planned to take a shower and wash the travel from himself. Upstairs, in their old room, Dietrich glanced over to the clutter on Kai's desk. He sighed, moving to fold the clothes before they could become wrinkled and set them within his brother's drawers. Dietrich was surprised to set eyes on a fiery eye staring back at him. What he had thought was an eccentric paint job was actually a mural on the wall, half-hidden behind the bookcase and desk. Shifting the furniture as carefully as he could, Dietrich breathed out in admiration, tracing his hand over the details of the dragon's back and examining fine blend of technique his brother had put into the scene. The fire of the dragon's maw was a raw red as it streaked down over the village. Altogether it was a beautiful, if dark, piece of art. He had not known Kai had such a talent. He certainly seemed to be passionate about his art. Why then, was this mural covered up?
Thread: More Than Blood [Saria & Banter]

There's enough hot water for your skinny ass to take a normal shower, came the reply from within the upstairs bathroom. This was why he went first. He knew of his brother's inclination to spend time under the faucet until he had drained the water heater dry. Quiet footfalls filtered into a Kai's ears a second before a rap came on the door Kai had left ajar. Dieter lowered his knocking hand and pushed into the room, a glimpse of a smirk revealed before he entered bare-chested and wearing nothing but a towel tucked around his hips. His face was clean shaven, something Dietrich hadn't bothered to do in college. He was toweling his hair dry. Dietrich dipped his chin and snorted at Kai's stiff tone. I can't count the times you've 'borrowed' my clothes, Kai. Don't worry, your stuff is safe. Dietrich had always been large at 6'3 he was the tallest in the family, but the years had changed him. His size had always served to intimidate, but now standing before this brother in the small room he could see he positively dwarfed the boy. The thought of trying to squeeze into Kai's clothing made his balls hurt, but at the thought of Kai wearing his he looped the towel down around his neck and gave Kai a slow smile. Dietrich strode forward, holding the ends of the towel around his neck though most of his chest was exposed. He could imagine the path his brother's pretty eyes would take as they brushed over his body, starting from chocolate-colored nipples on solid pecs, drifting down the hard definition of his abs, to trail the thin line of pubic hair that ran from just below Dietrich's down into his towel. His amber skin was a darker hue than his brother's, marked only by a smattering of bruises and his tattoo. There was something mirthful in Dietrich's eyes as he walked leisurely towards Kai, giving off the impression that he indulging in the fact that most of him was in full view of his brother. Dietrich stopped before Kai. It's stunning, he murmured, tipping his head towards the mural on Kai's wall. Hooded eyes didn't leave Kai's face. Why cover it up? The heat from the shower rose from his skin, carrying with it the clean sent of eucalyptus. Dietrich's chest rose and fell slowly, as if daring Kai to reach out and touch his flesh. His fists tightened slightly around the ends of the towel, flexing the the grayscale depiction of a osprey and an eagle locked in an eternal death dance which wrapped around Dietrich's right forearm and up his shoulder.
Thread: More Than Blood [Saria & Banter]

Kai was shoving the bookcase back up snugly against the wall when Dietrich stepped into the room. He tensed and flicked a quick glance at him, intending to look away and resume ignoring him though he couldn't stop his eyes from looking his brother over. He'd always been the runt of the family but the way his brother had grown and practically dwarfed him now was just ridiculous. He unconsciously flicked his tongue against his lips, unable to keep his eyes from traveling down over Dietrich's chest in envy. What he wouldn't give for some well-toned muscles. He quickly looked back up when his eyes strayed to the towel, flushing slightly with an expression of annoyance as he imagined where else his brother was bigger than him. It really wasn't fair. The comment on his painting had him stiffening briefly before he shrugged it off, glancing towards the eye that was visible with everything back in place. Why not? It keeps Mom from complaining. Or from asking why he'd draw such a thing, especially when she'd seen the poor human clutched in the dragon's talon. He suspected it was more because it bore a vague resemblance to him than anything, which was likely why they'd tried pressing him into a therapy session. Well, that likely stemmed from his announcing he wasn't going to college, too, but it was all the same to him. He glanced back at Dietrich, eyeing the tattoo. If he'd gotten one like that he probably would have been forced to take a drug test. He scratched his stomach and looked away, pulling out a pair of sweats and old shirt from his dresser. Doesn't matter anyway, I'll paint over it before I leave, he muttered, heading for the bathroom. He locked the door behind him with a sigh, wondering if maybe he should have wished for things to go back how they had been between them, when Dietrich actually seemed to give a shit about him rather than pretending, but somehow he doubted that would ever happen. It was like they came from two different worlds. He showered and used the majority of what hot water was left, relishing the hot spray beating down on him. He dried and dressed before stepping out, not about to give Dietrich a chance to comment about his lack of muscle tone. The thought of going back to his room set him on edge, all too aware of the fact they'd be alone and he might actually have to stop trying to ignore Dietrich. It wasn't that he necessarily wanted to, he just didn't know what to say to him after so long, especially after the stunt with the icing. What the hell was up with that anyway? His finger tingled and at the memory and he rubbed it against the t-shirt that may have been stolen from Dietrich years ago before steeling himself. He headed back into his room and made a bee line for his bed.
Thread: More Than Blood [Saria & Banter]

Dietrich watched his brother's back as he pushed past him and out of the room. He was going to destroy it before he left? That was a shame. Dietrich's turned back to regard the mural. It was like a dark dream pulled from of his brother's subconscious. A frown turned down the corners of his mouth. He knew of their mother's sensitivity, but Kai's art should have never been censored. It seemed almost too cruel to deny Kai such a passion. When Kai walked stiffly back into the room, he found Dietrich sitting in his desk's chair clothed in a grey cotton shirt and pants, reading a book. There was no futon laid out on the floor. His brother's eyes lifted from the text. Kai could feel them follow his movements as he settled into bed. After a moment of silence the lull of Dietrich's low voice filled the room, as if he was casually continuing an ongoing conversation, you're primarily interested in art, I understand, but it's valuable to have some insight into the world around you, he paused to turn a page, It's good to know why people have done the things they have. Why they act the way they do. Dietrich regarded his brother's indifference. There's a lot to gain from an education that goes further than acquiring a proficiency in a certain subject or field of study. Maybe if you opened up to new experiences, you might come to find you like them a lot more than you'd admit, he said slowly. What Kai couldn't see was Dietrich's heavy gaze focused on him curled on the bed. Dietrich found his eyes following the curve of his brother's lithe figure up to the soft pale flesh of Kai's neck resting on the pillow. His fist flexed slowly on his thigh. You can paint the vision of a fucked-up world as many times as you'd like, Kai, but it won't change it. It won't give you any sanctuary. The rustle of Dietrich standing and setting down the book was followed by the sound of bare feet walking towards the edge of Kai's bed. The mattress dipped, and Kai felt his brother's body recline behind him. Dietrich's arm reached over his brother, wrapping firmly around his stomach and pulling him back against a warm chest. Don't ignore me. He pressed his lips to Kai's nape.