I Still Love You//Mel//

[Zander Alesnia]

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“Zander, I don’t know what to do with you. You’re a disgrace to the family.” “What do you want me to do, mom? Not love the person I love?” “I don’t know, come home, just you.” “Fine, I’ll be on the next plane, bye.” Tears streamed down his face, staring out the window of the plane. How was he suppose to just drop everything? School, friends, Mel… Everything. His mother told him “You will have no phone access, or computer access on your stay here, we’ll fix you Zander, everything will be alright.” For Zander, the only times things were “alright” was with Mel. Mel, was his best friend, his world, his everything. Zander’s return stay in Colorado was hell. He was pretty much in jail, no friends, no phone calls, no internet. Just his mother, in a house, all alone.

It was two months later and she finally decided to set him free. After much pleading, of course. ”Mom, I have school I need to do, and I need to learn, I feel my brain cells decreasing.” His mother rolled her eyes and gave into his pleads. Zander’s plan, the second he returned to the school, was to see Mel. Sadly, things didn’t turn out that way. He was much to tired and he went to bed, in his dorm. Zander woke, slightly frightened. For a moment he had forgotten where he was. After a few moments of recognizing the area he rolled out of bed. His icy eyes glanced at the clock, “2:00 P.M” “Two already!?” he exclaimed, throwing on jeans and red t-shirt. Zander quickly brushed through his hair before leaving the room in a rush.

101, 103,105,107 Zander counted the room numbers he was passing, with fox like speed, in his head. 109!!. Zander shouted, stopping quickly. The momentum of the running along with the sudden stop caused his body to hurl forward and hit the floor with a large thud. After a groan Zander clumsily pulled himself to his feet. He forgot the cookies he was going to bring him. Zander, making this realization dashed back towards his room. This time, he slowed down in time to not make himself fall over. He shoved open the door, reached in, grabbed the cookies of the shelf by the door and proceeded running back the other way, cookie tin clenched to his chest by his arms. Zander stopped at the door and stared for a moment.

He wondered how different Mel would look. Zander closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He gently laid a knock across the door, not loud enough for it to be heard. Zander opened his eyes and bit his bottom lip, he then knocked in his unique tune of knocking. knock, knock, pause, knock knock knock, pause, knock, knock, knock, knock. That was the knock Zander always used. He always knocked on Mel’s door that way. He took a deep breath and awaited the answer.

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Yey! for Zandie being back♦♦NOTES♦♦
Mel!▼▲TAGS▼▲
It iz hurr♥♥OUTFIT♥♥
496 [record ]¶WORD COUNT¶
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[Mel Kucharski]

Mel hadn't had the best night. He slept fitfully, having reoccurring dreams of the lost faces of his past. Perhaps the only one that was not 'lost' was Aoi's. The young Chinese man had reappeared approximately two days ago. It was high time too. Without Zander or Aoi at the school, Mel had languished. Especially with the news of his father an the accident in Poland. His world had been bleak and cold, but re-lit only two days ago when Aoi showed him how much he was loved. Mel had to admit that he really did like Aoi back, but thoughts of Zander were ever-present. Perhaps that was the reason for the nightmares. The love, the crushing guilt, the confusion. The confusion most of all. What was he to do? He had already resolved to love Aoi, considering Zander hadn't reappeared, but the guilt made him almost sick. Always those two faces, keeping him awake at night.

When he finally did wake up for the day, he figured it would be a good day to go outside for once. It was fall and all the festivals were in full swing. Perhaps he could visit the main island and tour around a bit, it might help him calm down and get his thoughts about him. As much as he loved Aoi, he needed to think about all of this. Before leaving, he did his best to make himself presentable to the general population. In his opinion, it was easier said than done. Being stuck in a rut of depression for over two months, Mel had wasted away to little more than skin, bones, and the sinew that held them together; his eyes were impossibly wide and scared looking, like a rabbit that had been caught in a snare; and a smudge of dark circled under each each, giving the indication that he had not slept for some time.

Mel started by taking care of his hair, that is, putting it back into a sloppy ponytail and putting in a twin pair of clips shaped like Lego blocks and a sparkling pair of star-shaped ear studs. He had to wear a tight-fitting pair of black jeans so they would stay up without him having to wear a belt, but his shirt still looked like it was too big for him. He tried to make up for it by wearing a scarf. Gloves and boots and he was ready to face the frigid day, even Hawaii had its cold days.

He left by about 1:45. It was a 15 minute walk to the ferry, but just as Mel was boarding, he realized something. "Oh..Oh my god! 'Scuse me!" the small boy pushed past the ferryman and a few customers and came out sprinting. He had forgotten the locket! The locket that Aoi had bought him for his birthday! His face burned, how embarrassing. By the time he pushed into the lobby of the male dorm rooms he was panting hard. He walked briskly up to his room and got the surprise of his life. There he was, waiting in front of his doom. Mel's mouth went dry, his gloved hands began to quiver, his feet stuck to where they were. His heart seemed to stop the moment he opened his mouth, "Z-Zander?"

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Word Count: 555
Tagg'd: Zandah!
Outfit: here!
Notes: Ohhh boi!

[Zander Alesnia]

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One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi, four Mississippi, five Mississip- Z-Zander? Zander whirled around on his heels to view the small male behind him. ”Mel.” he whispered. He tugged the boy into a large and tight hug, lifting the boy off his feet and dropping the cookie tin. ”Mel I’m so sorry.” he said, hugging the boy closer. Zander dropped the boy and knelt down to pick up the tin. He returned to his feet, shoving the container into the boy’s hands. Zander examined the clothes he was wearing, he didn’t have a chance to look at what he was wearing earlier. Great, the clothes from yesterday. Zander shrugged it off, he was just glad Mel was right in front of him. ”Mel, I’m sorry, I’ve been gone for so long. M-my mom made me come home. And-and-and.” he struggled to find the words. He had played it out in his head so many times but, now it made no sense, the words all jumbled. ”I’m sorry.” he finally stuttered out before drawing the male into another hug.


Zander let the boy go one more time and just stood staring at him. ”Oh, I got you something for your birthday, while I was in Colorado.” he smiled, rummaging through his pocket. He was able to pull out a small, flat, black stone that had the words “I love you ♥ “ scrolled across it. ”Here.” he said finally, holding the rock out to him, a smile playing at the corner of his lips. His eyes stared longingly at the rock.

“Zander, look at what I found!” “Nick that rock is beautiful! So smooth!” “Here, do you have a white crayon?” “Always.” “here, I wrote I love you and drew a heart on it. You can keep it.”

”I missed you.” Zander whispered, staring at the boy. Zander now got around to looking at Mel’s every feature, he was so small now. Zander bit his bottom lip, what had happened to this boy? He sighed and finally his eyes met up with Mel’s and he stared again. It was a moment’s notice before his lips were pressed against the younger boy’s. It had been so long since he had felt the texture of the male’s soft lips. He missed the warmth against his lips, a thing he dreamt about every night of his months away. He missed the warm body heat of the small boy. He missed the boy himself. Tears welled in his eyes as he held the kiss. He pulled the boy closer. A tear escaped the cage of the shut lids. These tears didn’t feel sad as they had in the past month. These tears were sweet and happy. Zander tugged the boy closer.

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It iz hurr♥♥OUTFIT♥♥
458¶WORD COUNT¶
Love in a Box- Workday Release♪♫MUSE MUSIC♪♫
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[Mel Kucharski]

The moment that two syllable word left his lips, he regretted it. He should have held his tongue, taken a moment to ration out his thoughts. The second he had identified the person at his door as Zander, he wanted to turn and run. He knew he couldn't though the second their eyes locked. The tiny shifter was smothered in Zander's hug, but he stayed stiff and tensed. Too much in shock to react. His entire body felt numb, his mind unable to comprehend everything as it happened. Even when Aoi had reappeared it had taken him a full ten minutes to regather his wits. The only words that really made it through were "I'm sorry".

He looked down as he felt something cool and smooth being pressed into his palm. A small black rock with the words 'I love you' written across it. It perplexed him. His mouth formed a question and his eyes caught Zander's. Before he could ask, he felt Zander's lips press gently against his. Nostalgia pushed into Mel's mind. Nostalgia and.. hurt. he couldn't explain it, but being held there, being kissed just like it was any other day, it ripped a gash through him. Of the two people he had felt abandoned by Zander had hurt the most. With Aoi, Mel mostly blamed himself because of what he had done that had hurt the older boy. With Zander, however, his mere presence had gotten Zander into trouble. How could Zander not hate him? It was the only conclusion that he had been able to find. It was like a telephone call when the ine had been suddenly cut, his romance with Zander being cut off cold despite his feelings, without warning and without explanation. The pain of that feeling haunted him all the time. The idea that his feelings were simply not worth it made him feel discouraged.

These thoughts poked into his brain. This realization: he had been left alone, by both Zander and Aoi. When he had seen Aoi, he was much to surprised to react negatively, but it was different now. Mel was seething, livid at everything. Everyone. Especially himself. What was wrong with the world? Here were two people: both disappear off the face of the earth, only to reappear at almost the same time, both of them claiming their love to him. What was he supposed to do? As these revelations entered his brain he began feeling nauseous. Had either just Aoi or Zander come back, he might have been fine. But with the both of them, well, the pressure was cracking him. Mel realized he was angry at both Aoi and Zander.

Ever so slowly, he pulled away from Zander's kiss. He reached up and touched the wet warmth on his cheek of what he could only assume was one of Zander's tears. Zander was crying? Did he feel bad? Mel leaned into Zander, grasping at his upper arm with one hand, and holding onto the smooth black stone with everything he had with the other hand. Along with the anger and hurt he also felt a bit of pity. Words caught in his throat, struggling to get out, there was a burning pressure behind his eyes. Finally two small words broke though, carried on his ragged voice, "Zander... why?"

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Word Count: 577
Tagg'd: Zandah!
Outfit: here!
Notes: Ngh.. sorry. Mel is being all emo and stuff..