(I know I posted in it but I doubt people will listen, And I sent messages to some of the moderators on both sites but I don't know what else to do people keep trying to steal my ideas and word for word to I mean come on.)

Vincent looks up a bit. "Oh...hello" he says "not at all go ahead " he nods towards the other seat. He looks at him a bit taking a slight breath.

William nodded and sat down. "So tell me, why is a guy like you here all alone?" he tilted his head some. Meanwhile, Kyle was now halfway home, but it was getting darker and colder. Kyle didn't seem to mind it. William leaned foward some. "You are an attractive man, I'm suprised you're here alone."

[[People really need to come up with their own ideas. I mean, if they can't cme up with any, then don't roleplay)

(it is being taken care of, I herd back from a moderator)

He looks at him. "I wasn't as you can see" the tabel still set for to from before kyle leaving. "Besides I do not mind being alone sometimes the silence is peaceful" he says. He glanced at the clock wondering a bit if Kyle was ok.

"Oh...I see." He smiled some and then said. "Well, where did your date go? I would be more than happy to take her spot." He placed a hand on his cheek. "You really are an attractive man." He smirked some.

He takes a bit of a breath. "It was not a date, and I really should be going soon anyways" he says. He lightly wipes his mouth picking up the check.

William frowned. "I see...alright. I'll see you later. Vincent." He waved off to him, with a smile, and then walked back over to his father who was waiting at their table. 'Hard to get. I like it' He thought to himself. Meanwhile, Kyle seemed to be stuck. He was standing on the sidewalk, by a busy road, that seemed even more busy. He couldn't find a way across it.

Vincent glances a bit at him before walking out to his car. He opens the door and relizes Kyle had left his back pack. He sighs a bit and gets in driving off a bit to find him, he saw him on the side of the road opening the door. "Get in" he says.

Kyle blinked when the familiar black car drove up. "Uh...yeah...okay." He got into the car, and shut the door. He buckled up and looked at him. "Sorry about this...but trafic is bad..." He shrugged some.

He hands him his bag. "It's fine" he says pulling away from the curb he drives him the rest of the way to his home it had begun to rain badly he could barley see. He sighs "looks like I'm stuck till it slows down go on in I'll wait out here" he says to him.

(lol stuck alone in the rain just the two of them all alone....XD)

Kyle blinked. He held his bag against his chest, looking over at Vincent. He sighed and said. "Well untill the rain dies down, I'll stay here and keep you company, I guess" He looked out the window as he said this, but was suprised that he was willing to drive him all the way here. "Unless you wanna come inside." He looked back over to him.

[OH! Yay! :3]

He looks at him. "I suppose it is better then staying in here" he says smiling slightly. The two of them hurried into the home easily getting soaked from just that short walk. He looks at him laughing slightly at the boys wet hair. He runs a hand through his own.

Kyle shook his head and his cheeks were pink. "Stop laughing." He then walked through the rather larger house. He walked into what seemed to be a bathroom and came out with two towels. He threw one to Vincent. "Dry you're head, stay there, I'm going to get you a pair of dry clothes." Kyle knew his clothes wouldn't fit him, so he borrowed some of his brother's pajama's.. He came back with black pajama pants and a green T-shirt.. "Sorry, my brother doesn't have good taste." When he came back, he was changed into some blue pajama pants and a white long sleeve shirt and the towel drapped over his head.

He had already taken off his coat and was undoing his shirt. "Alright thanks" he says taking them. His body was nice his chest visible a bit he was a very handsome man.

Kyle looked like a little boy in his pajamas, and looked even more so when he began to tie his hair back. He looked at Vincent, and thought he was hot again. he shook his head. Stop it Kyle! He thought to himself

He looks at him. "Are you ok?" he asks and moves a bit closer. He lifts his face looking into his eyes making sure he wasn't sick. Even through his wet clothes the heat of his body could be felt.

(lol like my siggy?)

Kyle's face turned red when he touched his face. "I'm fine! Just change out of those wet clothes before you get sick, dummy!" He turned away from him and moved to the couch, where there was a fire burning at the fire place.

(lol I love your siggy to)

He sighs and goes to change his clothes. He comes out and looks at him, he saw him tense and takes a breath walking over behind the couch and begins to massage his shoulders. It felt very good.

Kyle tensed even more when he first felt his hands on his shoulder, but soon relaxed them. it felt good. He smiled a little. "That's nice..." He blushed a little in delight.

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He deepens it a bit. He was good at this and he didn't mind it wasn't wrong. He looks into the fire a bit he could feel its warmth.

Kyle looked up at him. "Mr.EverKnight...I don;t get you..." He said, then pulled away from his grip so he could face him. "Today, at school all I thought about you is that you were some dumb bastard who gains joy from causing me misery. But now here you are...giving me a massage. Its all confusing. Do you like me or not?"

He looks at him he sighs and sits. "You can't always judge a person right away, things are not always so black and white" he says. He looks into the fire again. "Life is full of people who have many different sides, your one of them and so am I. There is also thoes who are not quite sure who they are or what their doing and at times we all feel that way" he looks at him. "I do not hate you but I do not say I particularly prefer you but I do not know you so it's not right of me to judge".

"O-oh..." Now he felt bad. "I'm sorry." He turned his back to him, and hung his head down. Kyle figured he was one of those people who didn't know who they are. Kyle didn't. He gripped th fabric of his pants where his hands laid. Kyle stared at the fire. He nodded some. "I understand..."

He looks at him. "It's fine there's no need to be sorry for anything" he says. He strokes his head a bit and looks into the fire himself. "I should go your father and brother could be coming soon" he stands.

Kyle blinked and took his hand when he stood, with a look on his face that showed he didn't want him to go, however, he had no idea why. "Er...see you in detention tomorrow." He let go, turning away from him. Why was he acting this way?

He messes with his hair lightly and affectionately. "Lets call it even just no more sleeping in my class" he says and gets his coat and keys. He opens the front door.