Dark allowed his hand to be taken and he walked to the kitchen, "What would you like?" Dark asked. "I probably have a bit of everything if you look hard enough." Dark was very glad that Alexander had chosen to eat first, cooking always takes his mind off of watever was happening.

he thought about it for a moment and though entire lists of foods came to him nothing appealed, he decided instead to take the others' earlier command to heart. 'there are many things i have not tried and until i try them how am i to know what i would like? would you make what you like most to see if it is something i could like as well?'

Dark grinned at the request, "Okay, this could take a little while." Dark opened the freezer and grabbed a chicken. He place it in a pan, set the oven to 350, and started on the sauce. "Normally people don't cook a frozen chicken but for this dish it is nessisary." Dark explained as he grabbed one of his dryed herbs. "Would you help me by grabbing the potatoes they are behind the shelf in the orange mesh bag."

he nodded and fetched the potatoes. he picked out several large ones and washed them in the sink. he found one growing eyes at the bottom of the bag when he went to put it back, he took it out and looked at the other, 'do we keep it for planting or should i cut out the bud?

"Keep it for planting," Dark replies imediatly while carefully placing the dry base inside the chicken. "Now cut up four of the larger one, don't skin them, it will taste better with the skin."

he looked for a towel, wetted it lightly and put the potato in it. he set it aside and pulled four of the five washed potatos out of the sink, he set them on the counter and looked for a knife, finding one in the drawer on the other side of dark he went back over to his food and becan to cut them into slices, when he had horizonally cut each he turned to the other, 'slices or cubed?'

Dark though for a moment, "Slices," and placed the chicken in the oven. He then headed over to the fridge and got the cheese, milk, and butter from within. He also grabbed a small ceramic dish and some thyme. "The thinner they are the better I think the dish is."

(oh! i like this dish, if you add heavy whipping cream and a little bit of bacon it's heavenly though i've never tried it with thyme)


he nodded and went to wash off the knife. he knew six ways to make this particular dish but he said nothing of it and continued to follow along

(This is my own recipe tried and true. and you should so try it with thyme, tis heavenly. I couldn't remember all the ingrediants for the chicken so I glossed over that.)
Dark waited for Alexander to finish with the potatoe then placed it in the dish. He placed the butter below the potatoes, chease on top with thyme mixed in and placed it in the oven. "If this works right the cheese will melt over the potatoes with the thyme mixing in. I know several varations of the recipe but this is my favorite, unfortunatly no bacon right now."

(sorry, my mom is the one with the magic touch, and i don't visit her often haha, but now i'mma make her make it for me next time i go over. you should add a couple strips of bacon under the cheese but over the rest and pour a light drizzle of cream over the whole thing, the bacon is only for flavor though not an added food, feed it to someone you don't like haha)



he looked at the oven then at the other 'and until it is done, what are we to do?'

"While we wait for it to finsih we could make a salad or something else." Dark thought for a moment, "Actually we need to set the table too, so we should do that and get drinks." Dark headed towards the cupboard before remembering the Alexander would be confused on a couple of things, "Drinks you can have right now are water and milk, if you want something else we will pick it up tomarrow in town."

he nodded, he was not interested in either beverage though so he declined to say anything on them, he followed closely behind the other. his thought were not on proper plate ediquite however. he spoke 'may i tell you a story?' he waited for the other to turn around

Dark turned around after he grabbed the plates, "Sure," he said shrugging. He walked into the dining/living room and placed the plates on the table. Dark then pulled two glasses from the hutch (China cupboard) with a grin, "Dunkle Kristall, only clean glasses currently." The ware was aptly named for instead of the opaque color crystal glasses normal took they were a smoky grey color.

(i'm a furniture freak, don't know all the brands but i do know the terms hahaha)


he smiled lightly 'it is fine' he followed behind 'the little boy stayed in the tree until it grew dark, as he climbed down the tree, the little twig man in his pocket, the fairy warned him if he took the little man from the forest the little man could never come back to it or the magic would be broken. the boy accepted this and took the little man home, as he left the cool dark embrace of the forest his little stick man transformed into another little boy, one with fingers and toes and eyes, a little boy just like any other but for his eyes, they stayed the vibrant shade of green the tree had been, the forest was in those eyes. they went to the small house hand-in hand then.' he stopped, his story was still not done but he had no more to tell so he stopped, he wondered how the end would come out but did not push for an answer, he knew the story would tell itself in time. he looked at the other who had sat down at the table to listen.

"An ongoing story?" Dark said as he stoof up from the table. He wanted to here more but he got the feeling Alexander had nothing more to tell right now. Dark made it to the sink before he almost colasped, "Damnaigh." Slipped past his lips before he could stop it, he hoped Alexandr was not familiar with Irish swear words. His head was poinding and Dark knew he had had another migrane attack.

he rushed to the other. he did not know what had happened, one moment they were fine and the next the other looked as if he had been struck. 'my lord!' he cried forgetting dark's command that he not use that title anymore. wraping an arm around the other he pulled him upright searching over his lord with his eyes. 'where are you injured?' he could see no damages.

"Ah.." Dark said at first then forced himself to think through the haze that his mind had become, "A migraine attack, Alexander." The sentance was short and choppy but it got the point across. DArk have a barely audible groan when the headache increase and his vision faded further.

he did not understand what that meant but he did know a little about healing, he scooped up the boy and carried him to where the bedroom was, laying him down he looked for a pair of towels, finding them he hurried to the bathing closet and wetted one with hot water and the other with cold, he brought both back and began to alternate putting them on dark's head and neck alternating them after several seconds of each

Dark could feel the cool cloth being pressed against his head and neck and it brought him slight relief. He could remember who Alexander was and why he was here, so the migraine had not targetted his memory banks like it had last time. His fine motor skills were probably a little off though. The world suddenly came back into focaus then slipped back out.

he kept applying them both until they were both only lightly warm. he let out a sigh of frustration. what was wrong? he put his forehead to the other boy's to see if there was a fever

Dark felt Alexander's hadn on his forehead and focaused on that. Using the hand as a grounding point he tried to force his body and mind to forget the pain or at least ignore it. The technique did not work very well but did manage to reduce it to a duller throb.

he could feel something when he made contact, like the pull he felt when he was commanded only it was uncomfortable and displeasurable. he sought to draw it out. h reached in and pulled

pain

he jerked back from the other. touching his face he tried to calm down, he had to get this out. he leaned back down his hair curtaining them both, he touched his forehead to the other and pulled, this time ignoring the aching throb.

pain

he ignored it

pain

he felt himself slipping, but he felt the pain from the other slip too. he reached and yanked as hard as he could. the world went black.

Dark felt the other go limp above him and imediatly sat up pain forced to the back of his mind. Alexander had colasped for some reason. Dark carefully switched their positions so Alexander was the one on the bed, ignoring his own throbbing head. Dark woundered what had happened because his pain had disappeared for a couple seconds before Alexander had colasped. Dark by gripping the walls and conviently placed objects got to the sink and rewetted the strips of cloth Alexander had placed on his neck and head.

he bolted upright. dark! he could hear watter running in the bathing closet, he hurried to it, his first step a stagger but the rest as sure as they always were. he found the other re-wetting the cloths. he pulled them from his hands and lifted the boy bridal style off his feet. the narrow door and equally narrow hall made maneuvering difficult but he paid it no mind. he made it over to the bed and put the other back in his place 'stay' he commanded in a low firm voice. he sat on the bed and leaned over the other. he took both hands and pressed them to his lord's shoulders. he placed his forehead flush with the others.

pain

there it was. he tried a different tactic this time, instead of pulling it out all at once as he did with wishes he took it a tendril at a time, in small smooth motions, he drew it out slowly and his gem began to glow.

Dark just followed Alexander lead even when their foreheads were touching. The haze had returned and it seemed to be slowly retreating. Dark noticed from the corner of his eye Alexander's glowing gem. Dark found that his head was clearing quickly and his first though was about the chicken and potatoes in th eoven and how long was he out. He did not voice any of theese though going for the more elequent, "What ya doing, Alexander?" His speach had mostly re4turned to normal, Dark was glad to notice even if his mouth was not following his brain's request.

he ignored both questions, the spoken one was useless and the thought-of one unimportant. he plucked free the last little sprigs of pain and ate them, as he had eaten the book, it was a bitter taste and made him feel sick but it helped his lord and that was all that mattered. he opened his eyes slowly he did not realize until that moment the incredible greenness of them. he wanted to kiss those eyes and so he did, lightly and with care. when he has done this he opened his mouth. 'i do not know how long the food has been in the oven, i will check.' he stood up and left the room.

Dark sat there stunned for a little bit, then shook himself free of his stupor. Dark then rose to check on the food with Alexander not wanting Alexander to deal with possibly burned food if that is what happened. Dark did not smell burning food and took that as a good sign.

he closed the oven door just as the other came in 'it is not ready, it is close though'

Dark nodded and tried to figure out how to breach the subject of his headache dissappearing. Dark winced out how his breach of subject would be, "What did you do to clear my head?" It had disappeared suddenly without the usual waiting time and Dark assumed Alexander had done it.

'i...' he faltered, it was difficult to explain 'i..un-wished it. i pulled it out of you, it was hurting you. it had to be done.' he looked directly at the other. he was not sure he had explained it correctly but he had no other words for it

Dark was confused slightly but understood the gist of what Alexander was saying. "Okay," This was extemely embarressing, Dark had no idea what to say and he was floundering, "Thanks for getting rid the headache." There, now that was taken care of and could be shoved into a corner until it exploded at him later.

'of course' he lightly bowed, his hands retaining the motion but his body mostly unresponsive. just then the timer went off, with an incredible bit of luck and timing they were situated perfectly to receive the meal with minimal fuss. he grabbed a hand-towel and removed the dish. it looked wonderful.

(I know the chicken and the potatoes would not finish at the same time, but since we did not put it in a lot earlier it would take forever to finish.)

Dark was surprised at how well the dishes had turned out knowing his oven could be finiky sometimes. Dark and Alexander carefully placed the dishes on the table. "We should carve the chicken and stir the potatoes now. It might take a couple minuted before the food is at a temperature it can be safly consumed at."

(pretend i was not falling asleep at the keyboard when i wrote that haha two hours is what i'mma call it)

he nodded. he did not know these things and so it was easier to just do as he was commanded to do. he fetched the knife from the sink and washed it off carefully the handed it over to the other

Dark took the knife delighted when he noticed it was the right on and carefully cut the chicken up. Steam rose from the chicken and Dark was pleased to notice that his seasoning had evaporated like it was supposed to. "Cooling should be done in a couple minutes, in the meantime we have cheesy potatoes." Dark through Alexander a grin, "I'm assuming you know how to eat chicken and use the utensils?" Dark trailed off not actually knowing if Alexander did, but he had recognized the cheesy potatoe recipe.

he laughed, he could recognize 28 settings and uses for silverware. 'for sure but if you'd like to feed me i would not deny you' he grinned cheekily

Dark was blushing, he was sure of it. He did not trust his voice at the current moment but he had to try, "This... is the... um... best food for that." Oh, why did speach fail him, and why was he so easily embarrassed. Dark quickly served himself so he would have an exuse not to talk.

he was not sure why but he felt oddly pleased with himself. there was something strangely pleasurable about seeing his lord blush and squirm. he grabbed the ladle and served himself as well, he only too small portions of either, not sure of what would be needed. he sat across the small table and ate his meal in silence, the other seemed happier to not be disturbed and so he left him to his eating. it was not too long into it though that he felt grateful for the silence, he never before had any concept of taste, the berry in the woods was like water with just the lightest hint of berry compared to this. he wondered if all things here were like this, life saturated. he smiled, it was a good experience and he was glad for it.

though he had only half as much they finished around the same time and dinner was packed and put away and the dishes washed in companionable silence. as the last cup was dried and put away he broke the silence with a question 'what now?'

"I have work to do now." Dark said. "It is rather easy but tedious, it gets the bills paid though and that is what matters. It is all online so if you need me for anything I'll be right there."

'oh' he said 'i see' though really he did not, the sentance made no sense to him though the intent behind them was clear -i am busy go away- he understood this. he did a half-bow and left the room, he went back to the livingroom and sat back at the couch, he saw his book on the sill near where he was reading before, he picked it up and looked in it 'it awoke abruptly from it's dreaming' it was his first thought. he continued.