Night and Day ( Uze and Pog )-m-
 

This story about two young males that happen to teach at the same school. By Day they are co workers by Night they are something more.



Name: Alexander Royson
Age: 25
Bio: Alexander is the youngest song in a family full of hunters. Rather then taking the typical approach to life that his family expect, Alex found himself in college going to school to get a teaching degree. During his first year teaching his warm and friendly personality won over a lot of students despite him being a new teacher. During the night when Alex is not grading papers he takes on the task of helping his family. It often takes a toil on his morning classes but the students don't seem to mind as long as they pass.
Appearance: ( Forth coming )

editing in profile later when i see the other one >D
in this post =p.
for now:

Name: Kent Nichols
Age: *appearance is in his late 20's* 27 by his looks.
Bio:
Appearance:http://i1230.photobucket.com/albums/...s/kentdone.jpg

Jeremy
16
bio:
http://i1230.photobucket.com/albums/...jeremydone.jpg

(( I guess I am first ))

Thankfully the window was open. Alex checked his home for unwanted shadows before entering the threshold of his apartment. In a room aside, he could hear his roommate softly snoring. The little electric clock blinked 3:00 over and over before switching to 3:01. His body sank into the nearest lazy boy while his eyes rolled to view the ceiling. By the time Alexander counted the 5th rotation of the fan his eyes drooped into a calm sleep.

“WAKE UP!” Alex jolted out of his sleep to the sound of his roommate screaming in his ear. She laughed shaking her head with a bemused smirk on her lips. She drew a slip from her orange juice. “Ah the creative genius at work, why can't I see any of your paintings?” Alex's immediate response would have been what paintings however that was the lie he told her to keep her sane. “Never they're for therapy only” He slowly rose from his seat, taking the cup the girl offered him. The sugary substance quickly woke him and told him he had 30 mins to get to school.

Feeling fresh with his morning caffeine in hand, Alex parked in the parking lot of James Burrow High. For a moment he lingered for the taste of french vanilla with chocolate twisting his head to get the kinks out of his neck. The coffee always saved him from looking like a wrecking ball. Alex took one last sip, then grabbed his briefcase heading towards the teachers lounge.

Kent was rather thankful that the School Board had accommodated him well, giving him an apartment close to the school. He had always hated walking to far away places, nearly dying on a few occasions. He was glad to be 2 minutes from the school, hating the fact he didn't own a vehicle anyway. He had woken up a few minutes late but was set up for that. He always had a plan when he'd sleep through his alarm, always sleeping with his cell phone on. He'd always turn on the alarm for it and would set it to vibrate, waking him 3 minutes after his alarm would go off.

He had woken up around 8:35 AM, after a night out on the town. He brushed his hair back into a long pony, smoothing out the tangles. He had finished up a nice hot shower to help his senses wake as he normally slept all day on the weekends. Monday's were harsh. He finished up his breakfast, pouring what was left of the bag into his thermos.

He peeled down one of his blinds, looking through it to see what the weather was like. Putting on a pair of glasses, he grabbed his leather coat and briefcase. He locked his apartment on the way out, heading for the school. Walking onto the teacher's lounge, he crashed on his favourite seat in the couch. He grabbed his agenda out of his briefcase, checking out the schedule he had made for his class today. He always had ideas for his Sociology 12 class, making them watch educational films while he corrected tests or sketched.

Alex was working his way to the bottom of his cup when he walked into the office. He vaguely noticed the other person that walked past him but he was now lounging on the couch. Many of the teachers jokingly called the sociology teacher the king of movies. Alex tended to agree, though he was guilty of putting on history channel documentary from time to time, it wasn't every time the kids stepped in the class room. Alex walked over to the couch that the teacher was occupying debating with himself if wanted to exert the effort to annoy him or not.

Finally Alex went, put his things on a table and grabbed the nearest news paper. He rolled it up and then swatted at the back of Kent's head. Granted it made him feel like a twelve year old again pulling the joke on the sleeping man but if Alex didn't get to sit and relax he felt a little like Kent shouldn't have been able to either. "Wakey Wakey Eggs and Bacy"

Kent groaned, opening the closer eye towards the other teacher. He sighed, hearing about him from some of his students. They told him that he was a prankster, always joking around and finding some way to entertain himself. He tried to fall back asleep at least for five minutes he had hoped. No such luck. 'Crap this guy is persistent' he thought, rolling onto his side. He gave up a few minutes later, sitting up and reviewing his notes again.

He was going to find a way to pay that teacher back one way or another, but when he was going to make his move and spitball him the bell rang. He got up, brushed off any wrinkies and headed to his Soc room 304. He was always the first to his class, writing down notes on the marker board for the class to write. He would be showing a jail movie today, hoping it would continue for another 2-3 classes after. He would get them to write notes, then study their notes before a test would come up.

Once Kent was done setting up, he shut off the class lights when the students had finished writing today's lesson on the board and started the movie up. He went back to his seat, sipping from his thermos and drawing for the hour. Once break came after that, he'd gone back to the Teacher's Lounge and to his spot again. He was more alert now, ready for an idiot teacher to come bother him again.

Once the bell rang, Alex let out a small growl. He watched the other teacher leave the room before him. He was in no rush to see his students so he paused at the vending machine feeling that his caffeine buzz was slowly draining he bought a coke gingerly sipping it until students started to file into room 210 for their history lessons. He was glad that the first period was his regular students, the ones that many didn't see much of a bright future for out side of minimum wage.

The day passed with out much notice. Alex spent his lunch half on duty in the Cafateria and the other half in his class room helping his AP kids with their homework. His promise to them was as long as they had it done before class it would still count, if they needed help they could come get it at lunch.

At that point, Alex only had two more classes to teach and his seniors were usually sedated worried about getting into college or prom so it was safe to leave them to do their homework. In the back of his class room he kept corner to himself. There surrounded by ironic motivational posters, and time lines a brown dingy lazy boy. He flopped into the chair waiting for the last bell to ring.

Kent was glad when he'd heard the bell for lunch, not really having anything usually. He would normally 'eat' in his room during the films. He'd pack human food just to throw off any suspicion, being able to eat that either way. It was no surprise to his students in seeing him snacking on a bag of chips during the movies, as he allowed them all to do so. He usually kept his real meals in his thermos, sipping that casually during all his classes.

After lunch he had a free class, not really having to teach anything. He took that time to organize himself and to look up that annoying teacher's profile. Once he didn't find anything really abnormal, he went to drawing in his sketchbook. If there was anything abnormal, he was sure to find out eventually. He packed up his lunch, finishing a little sketch he had started but adding a little more detail for now. He would get to finish this another time. He often wondered why they gave him this class instead of an Art class or something, he didn't mind either way.

Once classes were over for the day, he stretched as he got up from his chair. He really should have brought in something that was more comfortable. He swung by the Teacher's Lounge, looking to see if anyone had gone in there after classes. He mainly wanted to see that one annoying guy and try to get even with him. He wasn't one for grudges, but that was because nobody usually annoyed him until now.

By the time classes ended, Alex was drained from grading test. He waved bye to most of the students reminding them to do the next assignment on the syllabus. Most of them would do it anyways a few would pretend that they didn't hear him as they're only excuse for not doing it. Alex rocked a little in his chair. He felt drained but this was no time for rest. He mentally switched gears to another train of thought that had been plaguing him. He mumbled to himself, finding it was the only person he could reason with some times out side of his family. Since he couldn't think with his buzz running low, Alex gave up taking his papers with him to the teachers lounge.

Inside he found the movie teacher as he learned all the students called him. Oddly he should have known his name but it didn't ring a bell. The posture did. No that didn't make sense either, Alex told himself and then reprimanded his brain to stop thinking. He made a b-line for the vending machine, dropping his papers on the table along the way. Reaching into his pocket his fingers fished for any loose change. “Hay man, “ He turned towards the other teacher. “Do you have a quarter?”

Kent had been dozing at his side of the couch, sketchbook over his face to draw away any lights. He had been sleepy the last few days as he wasn't used to being up all hours of the night and having to go to work in the morning. When he heard the papers fall onto the table, he grabbed his sketchbook from his face and put it away. He looked the man in the eyes, sighing as he dished out his wallet. He was still planning how to get back at him, thinking about somehow grabbing his agenda and erasing notes for the next few days of teaching by drawing something over the page.

He found a quarter and flicked it to the uh what did his students call him...oh yeah stick up his ass. He chuckled aloud thinking of the title, it was really pretty funny. He figured he must have been a tough teacher for the first years as they were mostly the ones complaining. He figured he'd humour the man in giving him the quarter. While he wasn't looking, he watched the other teachers. He saw an opening, grabbing the other's agenda and shoving it into his case.

When the quarter was tossed into the air, Alex with out realizing it let his instincts take over. His arm reached out and caught the coin with out so much as giving it a glance, letting it roll from one fluid motion around his hand and shot it into the machine. His fist smashed into the Mountain dew button. If it wasn't for the carbonation he would have chugged the entire thing. With his brain fully charged again, Alex visibly turned to look over his papers but his mind was far from school. He took a seat beside the man on the comfy couch closest to an arm rest where he could put his soda. “Thanks man I really owe you one.”

Every few questions Alex glanced at the lazy teacher, was he still trying to sleep. He would have known him if he worked in his department. Alex bit his lip resisting the urge to hit the man again, after all he gave him a quarter, but the urge was driving him insane. Instead he tried again for conversation from the quiet man. “Why are you sleeping on the couch?”

Kent couldn't help but watch the man fling the quarter into the machine, wondering what was up with that. This of course was after he had stolen the man's agenda. He would doodle over it tonight before going out on the town as he normally did. He would proceed to tell him tomorrow that he had forgotten it in the lounge as it fell on the floor under the table. "no problem but I still expect your debt to be paid upfront next time" he said sternly and a little lazily.

"I had a long night, couldn't really sleep. It also doesn't help matters when you have to come here so damn early." He had lied, knowing perfectly well he was out on the town, checking himself in to one of his favourite bars. It was a local club, unknown to the humans who attended it though who thought it to be just a quiet little pub most times. It was really a supernatural hangout, he'd go there occasionally as he was related to over half of the staff members. Though most of them were not pure ones but merely were thrust into the family. He had been kind about it either way as they knew not to mess with a guy like him. He had been checkout out the story of a new kid in town who could attend classes. Most of them couldn;t since they were turned and would burn up. But the Lamia, they could at least attend schools.

Alex let out a hearty laugh. “Yeah but don't you sleep through class?” He caught himself a little to late with his reply. It was uncalled for. “I mean I heard from a lot of the students, how wonderful your class was because all you did was show movies.” Alex felt there was no saving himself now. So he reached for his can and then passed it to the man. “Consider my debt paid in full. It might not help with your sleeping problems at home but for now it works.”

Shaking his head, Alex got up from his seat. It was nice to hear another person complain about the early morning woes of school, but until his co workers went through the wringer every knight with a blood sucking beastie there was nothing to complain about. He paused remembering that he still didn't know the strange mans name. “If there is a next time, I'm going to need to know who I owe money to.” He turned and extended a hand to the strange man. “Students call me Royson, people call me Alex.”

Kent shook his head, not agreeing with what the guy was assuming. "No I plan the other classes or sketch. Or sometimes even watch the movies with them. I never end up sleeping in the classes." He merely planned out his next week, drew or plotted revenge during these classes. Though sometimes he did read, although the students wouldn't notice since the lights were never needed. Lately he was reading more than anything else. He had been given a book by one of he female students, unsure what it was about until he noticed the mature rating and talks of yaoi. He had pondered what this yaoi was, looking it up on his laptop once. Now he knew. He still would read the book since it had a great storyline and because it was a borrowed gift as he said he'd have it back in two days.

Kent couldn't hold back a chuckle at the way the man had introduced himself. It was quite funny. Also kind of an odd way to go about it. "alright I'll mimic your odd way of an introduction. My students who actually call me the right name call me Nichols, but my friends all call me Kent." He closed off the handshake as he extended his own, tightening it into a strong firm grip. He thought he'd at least appease the man, taking a swig of the horrible drink before making a face. "How can you drink that garbage? It so gross."

Alex took his hand back and shook it. The man had a grip that was tighter then he expected. Then laughed at the face he made, before taking back the can and chugging what ever Kent didn't finish hoping there wasn't any backwash. “Its not gross, its an American pass time.” The amount of kids he saw chugging the sugary substance always astounded Alex.. Checking his watch Alex decided that perhaps was a day to forgo his nap. “If you don't like that drink, I know a great pub that serves even better ones, Its almost happy hour too.” It was more so the pub had a great selection of food and Alex was going to be damned if he was going to go hunting on an empty stomach.

"Ah but see I'm not from here. I only got transferred over due to family matters. I was originally born just above here. Nice nation really, Canada I mean. You ever been?" Kent chuckled, thinking he was being sent on a date or something by the sounds of it. "where is this pub? and I prefer Pepsi over anything alcoholic." He still couldn't believe the guy could drink such vile stuff as a what was it...red bull? "what is that vile stuff anyways...some type of energy drink?"

He chuckled at the thought of an energy drink and Canada. “ah our Northern Neighbors, no offense but you don't look like a lumber jack or a mountie. No I haven't been but it sounds... woodzy” He didn't have to heart to say that it sounded like a breeding ground for supernatural things like were wolves, warlocks. “Its a quiet little club downtown, during the day they try to limit the amount of liquor they sell because the kids are just out of school. Also its not red bull, trust me Red bull taste much worse.” In his few experiences with energy drinks made him to jittery, at least the sugar could drain out of his system. “Well do you want to come or not, Kent?”

"Ah but you see you're thinking out where there is more industrial work. I'm from a smaller city in the Atlantic side. Lots of woods but also quite a few people too. Hardly anyone is what that description is. It's more of a racial slur like calling you all Hicks and red-necks. Not to sound offensive either, just an assumption I guess?" Kent chuckled, not meaning any offence either, just meaning to set him straight. "Oh. I may know the place then. My family owns a pub around there." He wondered what the drink was then because he had tried some of the better energy drinks out before. He's had Monster (no pun intended ;3), Rockstar coffee flavoured ones and a handful of others. "what is that thing then...and Yes I know red bull is disgusting. I prefer the tasty ones or coffee flavoured ones." He thought for a moment at what he had to do before then. "yeah I guess but I can't stay out late since I have planning to do and a little family get-together to go to as well at our pub."

“Guilty” Alex threw his hands up in an 'I surrender gesture.' He felt bad that he had stereotyped the man based on the simple fact that he was from Canada. It did seem odd that they owned a pub in America instead of Canada, but the American dream. “As for the drink, its just a soda that dangerously close to an energy.” Alex tossed the empty can into the recycle bin and made his way towards the door. “I'll meet you at the front.” With that Alex left, walking through the empty halls till he reached his class room. He put his papers on his desk and grabbed his jacket. The fabric easily slipped on to his arm, hugging him in black fabric. Alex walked out of the building to his car. It was a nice little BMW, that he had been able to afford used on his teachers salary and help from his parents.

Kent had been waiting in the shade under one of the many trees surrounding the school, sipping from his thermos before the other had shown up. He quickly put it away in case the other would want a sample of the contents. He follows suite, shocked when he finds out that he drives that kind of car. "it's gorgeous, I don't have a car. So I generally walk everywhere I want to go. That being said, that's why I'm only a few minutes walk away from here." Kent admitted, not giving his actual location. He didn't want to do that since he didn't really know the other man or what he might or might not be hiding.

He watched the streets as they passed by, looking around and seeing the different pubs he recognized. None of those were his family's but, that also made it seem like he was being taken to that one. There were only two or so more pubs that he knew of. One was theirs.

He felt a little pride when the man said he liked his car. Alex let most of the car ride pass in silence. Part of him was thinking about how nice it would have been to live with in walking distance of the school. It would have saved him so much money. The car soon left the suburbia around the school driving deep with in the city. “And we are close to where I live.” Alex decided to say breaking the silence between the two men. “If you don't mind walking I'm just going to park in the lot near my apartment.”

The place where Alex parked was about a block away from his home, and a few blocks away from the pub. It was a quick brisk walk for both of the men, as he lead them to a slight hole in the wall missed by. The door let out a little jingle signaling to the staff new customers had arrive. The low lit lighting was perfect for Alex's tired eyes. A perky little pale girl with dangerously dark eyes smiled at them as she grabbed two menus and gestured towards the nearly empty seating area.

Kent shook his head. "Not unless it's 30 minutes or more away. 5 or so is okay though since it'd be a shorter distance." He hadn't minded the walking as it was a quick 7 minutes at most. He recognized the place, trying to not distract his young cousin from ruining any moments. He alerted the rest of them with his thought processes, telling them he was there but not in any way ready for a meeting. He knew the meeting would cease to start that early anyway. The sun was very much still up and half of the family would arrive after sunset. He had a hunch this was where they would end up. He looked around, noticing some of the human regulars were at the bar end. Typical in his opinion. He didn't have to say or order anything as his usual Pepsi was just provided. "Thanks Lexxi" He smiled, waving his cousin off.

Alex raised an eyebrow, so he had chosen the right pub apparently, as Alex made his way to a booth. He gave Kent a small wolfish smile. “You've got some pretty good genes in your family my Canadian friend.” His eyes followed, Lexxi as she moved across the room. She disappeared some place where Alex's eyes were not allowed to follow. He mostly knew what he wanted to eat but since he was now at the pub with some one who most likely ate here all the time Alex wanted to know his opinion. He didn't bother to look at the menu instead asked Lexxi when she came around again asking if they wanted drinks.

Kent gave his order, knowing they'd cook anything for him even if it was not on the menu. "You know what I like." He winked to Lexxi, knowing she'd go and get a medium rare steak ready for him with a side of veggies. He'd eat the stuff though she usually added a certain seasoning to the top for him. One which nobody of the human variety ever got to have. "what are you thinking of having. I can recommend anything on the menu. Though since I'm family I get things that are not on the menu as well." He knew they marinated the steaks for him in a mix of dry and fresh blood just to add some healthiness for him and the rest of the family that could down the food.

. “Your no help you know that.” He said. Anything was always everything. For a moment Alex debated getting something healthy to eat. But after glancing over the menu a double cheese burger with onion rings sounded so much more yummy. “I'll have the double bloody bacon with cheese, onion rings and mellow yellow.” He folded up the menu and turned his attention back towards Kent. Alex made himself comfortable in the booth while he waited for his food. His eyes scanned the room noting the pool table in the middle of the room. “So what made you want to become a teacher? Instead of helping with the bar or something else?”

Kent thought for a moment. He had been able to take the job seeing that he had a vast knowledge. He also could get away with going outside anytime at all. "Just always wanted to mould younger minds I guess. Though they seem to learn the best with movies. you?" He figured he'd ask to pass the time. He looked a bit unamused when he was checking Lexxi out. He was a bit of the jealous type as most humans did fall for his cousin more than him. Though he didn't understand why. She was only a half-blood.

Alex shook his head. “I'm always afraid my students are going to turn into zombies watching movies.” He had been a history teacher for a while now and always praised the idea of free thinking forcing his students to dig till the found the truth instead of accepting the history that was written by the victor. “As for becoming a teacher...” He shrugged “I have to honestly say young minds have nothing to do with it. Its kinda the only place I could find where my vast historical knowledge was useful.” It was also the last place most of his enemies expected to find him. Alex noticed the face that Kent was making and turned to see Lexxi bouncing back over to their table with two glasses in her hands. She set Alex's drink down with a smile in which he felt he should return. “I take it the cousin is off limits or something?” Alex asked not that he was particularly interested in her but it was always amusing to find the families child that was too grown for there own good.

Kent nodded a bit. "ah so that's why. I just needed money in all honesty so why not go somewhere where you can slack off for extra cash. Though that's far from what I do." He clutched his bag, almost nuzzling his sketchbook from the outside. "yeah she kind of is. She's engaged. Though between you and me, she's more of a slut than anything and I warn everyone that she's not all she's cracked up to be." He said when she wasn't around, sending her and the family the lie as well so they could all laugh about it later. In reality she was in fact engaged, to someone of another clan than theirs. They were thinking of tying the bloodlines. "have fun with that burger by the way, the thing is huge."

Alex attempted to bite back a chuckle but then couldn't help himself. Kent reminded Alex so much of his students , especially with the way he impulsively grabbed his bag before changing his attention to some thing else. No wonder the students liked him. Alex couldn't help but realize that he felt the same. “Don't worry your cousin isn't getting extra tip from me. I can resist the power of hooters. Make sure you tell her I said congratulations though.”

Alex looked at his burger, Kent was right. “I should have just gotten what you got.” He eyed Kent's steak with a mild jealousy. “Cheers.” Alex bit into his food savoring the hearty meat since it was his first meal of the day.

Kent smiled, nodding as he would tell her after the meal was done. Or even the meeting time. He was finished his steak in a matter of minutes, eating the veggies last. He was glad a meal with some good stuff that he needed would actually fill him up. The only problem was it was hard to find dry blood just anywhere and had a gruelling process to get any. "good? By the looks of things." He waited for him to finish, feeling like he never even chewed the steak and just downed it in one gulp or something. He was glad when the other had said he wouldn't hit on her or give her a tip. She definitely didn't need any.

He opened his mouth to respond but Kent had already finished his food. Shaking his head Alex grabbed his napkin “You've got...” instead of making a gesture, he reached out gently touching the side of Kent's face dragging the cloth across a drip of red liquid that clung near a pair of perfect lips. Alex relaxed back into his seat stuffed from his food. “Its good but I better save the rest for later, bachelors life means no one at home to cook for you.” When Lexxi returned to the table Alex asked for a Styrofoam container.

Kent nearly blushed as the other wiped his face. He was a little glad when Lexxi came around so it'd be less awkward. "I know what you mean..though at least with family around you generally don't starve to death or anything. Plus I like to say I get a discount as well." He didn't mean to brag but couldn't help it a little, feeling a little jealous of the car. The only expensive things he had to show for was a vast variety of swords and weaponry. They were mostly for show. "so how was it? Filling I'm guessing."

Alex nodded “very and since you get a discount you can pay for the bill.” He halfheartedly before sliding out of the booth to stretch. Digging in his pocket, Alex pulled out his wallet and laid down a 20. “This should cover what ever your discount doesn't pay for, thanks for the company Kent.” Checking his wrist Alex realized he was already behind schedule for his nightly patrol. He tucked his food under his arm, deciding not to seem like a jerk and left Lexxi a tip despite what he had said earlier. He didn't want to seem mean in the eyes of Kent. “See you tomorrow”

"alright. See ya." Kent breathed a sigh of relief when he left. "okay now can we have that meeting so I can actually try to sleep early and be more productive in class tomorrow?" He asked as most of the family had nodded. They had all arrived through the secret entrance by now. He followed down to the cellar of the pub. The meeting lasted an hour. He was to take care of a younger lamia than himself who would be in his class. He would only be teaching the kid in his class alone. "alright. I guess you're coming with me then?" He asked as the kid followed him closely. He would also be a legal guardian to his young relative. He led them to his home, several streets over. Jeremy would have to be introduced to the principal and have that class set up with him. He would be in each class that Kent had. Only because he needed some type of schooling and to be watched. They moved in from another town as they were almost caught.

Within the hour, Alex was stalking the streets of the city. He mostly wore an entire ensemble of black with a nice blazer that hid many of his staple weapons. He had altered his appearance slightly so that he wouldn't be recognizable should he run into any of his students or co workers. This of course included slicking his hair back into a ponytail and donning a pair of aviator glasses and a baseball cap. His father had told him about a possible nest near his house. Alex spent most of his free time staking out many of the local joints that were popular for typical vampire flair. After hours of listlessly observing the places he came across nothing and decided it was time to call it quits when he heard a drunken garble of a scream. Alex rushed down the alley way. It was to late to save the man, his eyes were already glossed over. Quickly reaching into his jacket for a stake, Alex aimed for the demons heart but she turned around throwing a punch into Alexs chest. Even with the bib of blood covering her face and chest Alex knew the girl to be Lexxi. Her now red eyes narrowed on Alex as she lunged to attack him. The two bodies trashed about the small alley. With a small opening Alex snapped her neck. While Lexxi struggled to gain her bearings he staked her, twisting the wood into her heart till she slumped over. He didn't leave until he had decapitated her and burned both her body and her victim in a bond fire. Tired, Alex walked him with many questions buzzing about his head. As he drifted asleep on his couch Kent came to his mind but he dismissed him as a vampire since he actually walked in sun light.

Kent had heard the thoughts of Lexxi before they went silent, someone had gotten to her it seemed. He figured it was because she hadn't followed the clan rules and made herself a target. She had usually done this but it was becoming a bit unnerving for the family to deal with. They had set down rules to follow to stay alive. 1. Do not leave any traces, or attack humans. 2. wildlife can be a good substitute. 3. blood banks are our friends. Nobody in the family would miss her since they all knew how she was. She was always loose and sloppy, leaving them clean up her mess most of the time. He sighed, trying to get to sleep after 1 am. He knew there were probably hunters around, he just could not detect them since they were apparently pro.

Alex woke up in the morning with a slight headache. Some how he had made it to his bed before his roommate decided to come in from her late night venturing. While Alex showered for school, his dinner spun in the microwave slowly sucking up radiation, filling his entire apartment with the smell of beef. In the shower as Alex cleansed himself free of dried blood Alex wondered if he should say something about Lexxi to Kent. When he finished his morning routine he made sure he had enough money to supply his drinking habit and left for school. He arrived with enough time to check his students test, and correct papers. It was then he notice his agenda was missing.

Kent had remembered the agenda after getting to his class. He thought he should return it. He would do this after writing a small note after his damage on a notepad. It said 'Sorry. At first I thought you were kind of a jerk, not letting me sleep and all. But you didn't notice this was gone, so forgive the doodles. You're actually not half bad.' He then drew a half body of himself blowing a heart similar to something that would happen from sailor moon. He went to the other room, knocking on the door. "here. I found this yesterday." He said as he left and waved. He didn't want to stick around for the other to see the damage done.

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He grimaced at the images on his agenda quickly tucking it away before it became an offense to his man hood. Before he could thank Kent, he was gone. Alex took the agenda out again at lunch when he had some time to himself before his students would come in. He read the note trying to remember when he had been a jerk. Nothing really came to him as he munched the last of his burger. He decided to go and visit Kent and ask him about the graffiti. Alex found his class room with no trouble and knocked on the door wondering if he was inside.

Kent had just finished lunch, putting everything away. "hmm? Come in." He heard a knock, not really paying attention. He had been sketching in his sketchbook when the other had come in. "oh...Hi." He looked up for a brief moment, noticing he had his agenda with him. He wouldn't look him in the eyes now as he felt a little bad for doing that. But really he'd done that during class before he'd gotten the dinner offer yesterday. Things were going to be a little awkward to explain. He waited for the other to speak before he would even look up at him.