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Saint Valentino's Academy for Gifted Boys.

 

 

Chapter 3: Roommate Shenanigans!

 

Christian woke up to the unfamiliar sight of elegantly carved wood and velvet drapery as his eyes adjusted to the dim light of the room. Just where the hell was he?

 

"Good afternoon, Christian," the sensuous voice of Professor Leonardo Theosdoupulos grounded him in reality, "had a nice nap? I hope you like your new dorm room. Your things have already been delivered," the man spoke as if he had read the boy's mind.

 

Christian just nodded silently as he attempted to suppress a yawn.

 

"I took the liberty of removing your jeans, so you could be more comfortable," the man continued. "Your first official day as a student starts tomorrow, so you're free to do as you please for the remainder of the day."

 

What? Already? But I just got here! Christian felt a growing sense of panic at the thought that classes for him would begin tomorrow. He had already been through so much and was still getting over his way too thorough medical examination and travelling. How would he even be able to concentrate? What about getting his school uniform and books? Where were his classes? What were his classes, what was he assigned? These thoughts among many others started to overwhelm the thoroughly exhausted boy.

 

Professor Leo saw the panic build up in the boy and mentally berated himself for his poor choice of words. He sat down on the edge of the bed and gently laid his hand on the boy's chest and began to softly rub it around. "Shh, shh. I didn't mean that classes would start for you tomorrow." Christian was confused but began to calm down as relief swept through him. The professor continued, "Those won't start until a week after this next Monday. You still have the rest of this week and next to get used to how things are done here at Saint Valentino's. You should probably stay in bed and get more rest. The medical exam isn't easy, especially your first time."

 

Christian nodded and blushed at being reminded of the ordeal he just went through, which only made the man's smile bigger. He also really enjoyed his teacher rubbing his chest. Not even his parents had ever done that for him, and here this stranger was being more attentive than they ever were.

 

"I also have a special cream," he offered, with that same knowing grin, "in case you're feeling too sore, just let me know, and I'll apply it for you..."

 

Christian could feel his skin get bright red as the man uttered the words, but his member twitched as he slowly awoke from his slumber.

 

"T-thanks, s-sir," Christian finally spoke, red as a beet, "but that w-wont be necessary"

 

His professor limited himself to a smile, it was as if the man could read him like an open book; his mismatched eyes telling him that he knew that Christian had found some enjoyment from being at the hands of Dr. Rotwang.

 

"I'm also in charge of this dorm so, if there's anything you need, anything at all, then let me know," the man spoke. With one last caress of the boy's smooth chest, he leaned over and placed a tender kiss on Christian's forehead before he stood up from the bed and proceeded to head to the door which connected the room to the rest of the dorm.

 

Christian just lay there where he was, his body completely frozen, trying to process what had just happened. His still wounded heart was still thumping fast against his chest. Prof. Theosdoupulos was making him feel all warm and fuzzy inside, something akin to how his ex-lover used to make him feel, but more intense, certainly even more than what his father ever made him feel!

 

The boy shifted his weight in the bed and a sudden stinging pain emanating from his nether regions. He tried to restrain himself from making any sound, but the pain was so sudden and sharp that he had no choice but to moan pathetically, which alerted Professor Theosdoupulos, who was just about to reach the door.

 

Before Christian knew it, Professor Theosdoupulos had already reversed his steps and was back at the boy's side, sitting on the edge of the bed, with a worried expression on his handsome face.

 

"What's wrong Christian? Are you in pain? Where does it hurt?" the man asked with concern, even though he was fairly certain that he already knew the answer.

 

Christian on his part, blushed as red as a tomato, was he really going to make him say it?

 

"It's nothing, really..." Christian tried to assure his teacher, but with another shift of his body came another moan of pain.

 

"That doesn't sound like nothing to me." Prof. Theosdoupulos answered, a hint of smirk on his face.

 

Christian kept quiet, feeling vulnerable and defeated; he didn't want to go back to see the doctor again, not so soon at least.

 

"If you don't tell me what's wrong, then I cannot help you," Prof. Theosdoupulos offered as he gently placed his hand on the boy's shoulder in an attempt to soothe him, but the boy started trembling instead.

 

"Christian?" a very concerned Prof. Theosdoupulos asked. "What's wrong, son?"

 

"I-i-it-it's m-m-my-" Christian took a deep breath as all of his blood went straight to his head. "It's my butt hole! Are you happy now?!" The mortified boy practically shouted before he buried his crimson visage between his hands.

 

Prof. Theosdoupulos smiled, but still needed to remind the boy of where he was. "Shh, calm now, Christian. There's no need to be disrespectful, even if you are in pain." Then, speaking more gently, "Just turn over on your stomach and the cream I have will take away the pain."

 

Christian really didn't want to do it, but he realized that he didn't have much of a choice. Sure, he had a choice, but his options were continuing to lay here in building agony or accept a bit of embarrassment for the promised relief. Something must have happened down there during the examination to cause this pain. It was probably when the doctor was moving that inflated dildo like device back and forth. Whatever the case, the pain wasn't going away and was only getting worse, and Christian recognized that the cream the professor had seemed to be the only way to make it go away.

 

The boy attempted to turn over but cried out as a sharp pain raced through him instead. Prof. Theosdoupulos reached down and grabbed the boy's chest and a leg and gently helped him to turn over onto his stomach. "Okay, Christian. I am going to pull down your underwear now so that I can apply the cream, okay? I need you to lift your hips a bit so that I can get these down far enough."

Even though he was extremely embarrassed, Christian nodded.

 

Grabbing the boy's boxer briefs, he tugged at them while the boy lifted his hips enough to allow the professor to pull them down to his thighs, exposing his ass yet again. Seeing the boy's perfect bottom, the professor couldn't help but admire it once again. Beautiful. If only the boy weren't in pain right now. Oh, the wonders I could show him with what pleasures can come from one's ass as it is licked and sucked on. But alas, it is not that time.

 

The professor soothingly rubbed the small of the boy's back. "That a boy. You're doing just great. I am going to part your cheeks now, okay?" Once again, the boy nodded his consent. The man put his fingers into the boy's cleft and carefully pulled the boy's beautiful mound and spread them apart to show his hole. Upon seeing the boy's puckered starfish, he had to sigh to himself. There on the boy's delicious anus were some visible tears that were bleeding a bit; nothing terribly serious, fortunately, but it did seem like the doctor had got a little carried away. Although It was also entirely possible that the boy had managed to hurt himself during his most recent panic episode. Either way, the issue at hand was that Christian had become hurt, and he'd have to remind Dimitri to be gentler. That, and thank him for presenting this opportunity to him.

 

Letting the boy's cheeks go for a moment, he pulled out the container of cream from his pocket and unscrewed the lid. He gathered a sizable portion of the white cream on two of his fingers and then set down the container.

 

The man spread the boy's cheeks apart again, this time using just one hand. "This might feel cold or a little funny, but it will numb and heal up the area as good as new."

 

"Just h-hurry... please..." the boy begged, on the verge of tears. The last time he remembered his ass hurting this much was right after his P.E. teacher had fucked him.

 

The professor dabbed the cream around the boy's anus until it was all covered, and then began to softly and sensually rub it around to work it into the boy's skin.

 

Christian gasped as he felt his teacher touch his most sacred place with the cold cream. The man did warn that it might feel cold, and it sure did. But more than the coldness of the cream, he didn't think a man's touch could feel so good there. He had been fucked by Mr. Jenkins, but he had never touched Christian like Professor Theosdoupulos was. Where his old teacher had been uncaring and almost cruel, his teacher now was gentle, soft, and kind. As promised, almost as soon as the cream was being rubbed into his skin, Christian could feel the fires around his asshole starting to diminish. As they went away, Christian was left to bask in a pleasant warmth that started to spread from his hole to the rest of his body, allowing him to relax for the first time in a long time.

 

Prof. Leo smiled to himself as he finished rubbing in the last of the cream. The cream had clearly done its job and stopped the pain and had closed up the tears, since the boy had fallen asleep. The man lowered himself down and placed an ear to the boy's back. There were few things in life more exquisite than listening to the sounds of a boy breathing deep in slumber, combined with the warmth and gentle movement of his torso as it rhythmically moved up and down in time with his breathing. So soothing, if Professor Leo could, he would spend all night here, cuddled up with this gorgeous boy, just hugging all of his pains and fears away. But he knew that he couldn't do that. It was all too soon and sudden for Christian, and he knew the boy would freak out if he caught the man in bed with him.

 

With a satisfied smile on his face, the man proceeded to pull Christian's undies back on and carefully tucked the boy back in again before quietly leaving the room.

 

 

When Christian opened his eyes again, the natural light entering the room had dimmed considerably. The light in the room had been replaced by the warm light of a simple but elegant and old-looking electric chandelier hanging in the middle of the room.

 

Now that the boy wasn't as exhausted, he started to appreciate his new room, especially the shape of it. What set the room he was in apart the most, was that his room was more of a rectangle with half a hexagon attached at the end, where he was. He knew it was a rectangle since it was longer than it was wide, with the hexagon connecting to the width of the rectangle. On the other side of the room, which was on the far side from where he was, he could see a door that he reasoned was to be the exit. Flanking the door, along both sides and coming back towards him, were four alcoves, two to a side, that looked somewhat like cubicles.

 

Each alcove had a desk, wardrobe, and a bookcase. Three of the cubicles were filled with all sorts of knick-knacks, books, posters, and other decorations, while the remaining cubicle was completely barren. Christian guessed that this meant that he shared his new room with three other boys. That being said, he did see his luggage stacked neatly on the floor inside the empty cubicle, just waiting for him to unpack it and move in, along with several packages waiting for him on top of the desk.

 

When the cubicles ended, the room had a step-up to the portion he was on, as it was raised a bit. To his left, Christian could see that the wall there contained an elaborate wooden door with a textured glass window set in it. Being able to see just a little inside, it looked like the room contained a toilet and two sinks.

 

On the right side of the room, the wall was left blank. Probably the other side of the toilet room for the adjacent room.

 

What Christian saw next nearly took his breath away. Forming the diagonals of the half hexagon, were floor to ceiling windows. The view of the island and the ocean was astounding, he had never seen anything quite like this paradise of a landscape outside his room.

 

The diagonal walls were joined by a flat wall to complete the hexagon. The bed he was laying on had the headboard touching this flat wall.

 

The bed looked to be the size of a queen bed, but he could only see one bed, so Christian reasoned that he would probably have to share the bed with the other boys who also slept here. The bed was one of the most elegant four pillar-poster beds that he had ever seen. Velvet drapery hung like a canopy above his head, supported by beams connecting each of the four pillars from the bed. One of those beds where you could close the drapery around you and light wouldn't get in.

 

The frame of the bed was made from some rich, deeply coloured wood that Christian had no idea the name of, and it was covered in delicate carvings etched into the wood by a skilled artisan. Christian had noticed that the other furniture in the room was also this same wood and had the same delicate carvings.

 

After examining the room, the first thing that Christian noticed was the utter lack of privacy, yet, despite it, the place managed to feel rather cosy and inviting all at the same time.

 

Christian was suddenly brought back to reality when he heard the soft voice of a boy call out to him, "You must be our new roommate." He couldn't help but to smile at what he saw when he turned his head to look at the newcomer. The boy had smooth caramel skin, blue grey eyes framed by short wavy black hair and a beauty mark under his right eye. He was a bit on the short side and had a contagious smile on his soft lips. Like Paolo, before him, the boy was wearing the same sailor uniform, but with a green bandana instead of the red that the teen wore. Unlike Paolo, he wore some tiny navy-blue shorts that ended way before the knee, showcasing almost all of his beautiful legs. He was cute, perhaps even cuter than the boy Christian saw in the train.

 

"But where are my manners?" the boy excused himself. "I'm Diego, from Mexico, and I'm 12 years old; and you are?" Christian had to make a conscious effort to not stare at the boy's beautiful legs, nor lose himself in the boy's sweet accent.

 

"Christian, from Scotland, recently turned 13," he managed to answer, "it's a pleasure to meet you too."

 

"You look like you've already met our vampire resident, Dr. Rotwang," Diego said with a cheeky smile on his face, causing Christian to blush, which only confirmed his suspicions. "Yeah, you did," he confirmed with a look of amusement on his face.

 

"H-how, d-do you know?" Christian asked, trying not to give himself up.

"Your ears are red," the younger boy pointed out, with a knowing smile.

 

Christian suddenly felt terribly self-conscious and hoped for the earth to open up and swallow him whole. Did everyone in this godforsaken place knew what he had gone through just by looking at him? Was he that much of an open book? This didn't bode well for his future.

 

"Don't worry, though," Diego interrupted his train of thought. "Next time it will be much better because we'll take it together!"

 

"W-what do you mean, together?" Christian asked cautiously, having trouble processing what he had just heard.

 

"You have to have your physical, at least once every three months!" Diego explained. "It's mandatory and always performed in groups!"

 

Christian was used to school mandated physicals once a year, and those were definitely not as involved as the one he just had gone through; so the idea of doing it every three months seemed terribly excessive, not to mention... "Wait, are they done naked as well?!"

 

"Yes, of course, it's no fun otherwise," Diego answered with a seductive smile.

 

Christian just laid back in bed, completely overwhelmed by the flood of newfound information, all of it was so hard to take in that he even forgot that they had shaved off his pubes. "My pubes!" He nearly leaped from the bed, like a coiled spring being set loose. Remembering the fate of his precious pubes, he placed hands protectively over his crotch.

 

"Ah yeah," Diego laughed at the older boy's reaction. "They do that to everyone, well almost everyone, they haven't done it to me because I haven't grown any yet." The boy acted as if it was the most natural thing in the world. "So, you gonna check?" He asked with clear excitement in his voice, his grey eyes locked on the older boy's crotch as his own shorts grew a noticeable bulge that he presented without a hint of shame. The boy moved closer to Christian. "Let's see!" He announced with excitement.

 

In other circumstances, Christian would be more than happy to have such a cutie like Diego wanting to see his junk. But now, all he wanted was a little privacy, and perhaps some personal space; given that the younger of the two didn't seem to understand the concept to begin with.

 

"You may as well show me now, they will retrieve our clothes before bed, so I'm gonna see it anyway," Diego said with a cheeky smile.

 

"They what?" Christian was completely flabbergasted at what the boy had just told him, just what type of place did his parents send him to!?

 

"Yeah, didn't you read the rule book they give to students?" the boy asked with genuine confusion. "Students are not allowed to wear any kind of clothes to sleep, ever."

 

Before Christian could even begin to process what Diego had just said, the boy continued his verbal assault.

 

"Tell you what, I'll show you mine if you show me yours," the boy offered with an adorable mischievous smile

 

Christian knew he was doomed; that was an offer he couldn't reject. "A-alright," Christian sighed, feeling the blood of his body quickly rush to very particular parts of his body. "You win."

 

In response, Diego got even closer as Christian got out from underneath his covers. He was clad in only his black undies and an old t-shirt. He placed his hands over the waistband and pulled them down.

 

"Yup," Diego confirmed, getting even closer. "They're gone alright, you're as smooth as a baby; not even a speck of peach fuzz was spared."

 

Christian didn't have much time to mourn the loss of his beloved pubes. Before he even knew it, Diego had taken a hold of his growing member and was playing with it, making him get fully hard in a matter of seconds.

 

"You have a really, really nice cock, though," Diego spoke as he started to jack him off, stretching his foreskin and pulling back to reveal his moist rosy head. It didn't end there, before Christian could muster the strength to say anything semi coherent, Diego had knelt down, retracted Christian's foreskin all the way and then ran the sensitive head all over his tongue.

 

Christian could hardly believe that this wasn't some sort of fever dream! His cutie of a roommate was sucking his cock with gusto, even though he had known the boy for less than five minutes!

 

As it was, he barely managed to place his hands on Diego's head, urging him to keep fellating him, which the boy did eagerly. Christian's mind was a complete and total mess, but if this was wrong, then he didn't want to be right. Diego's technique was astonishing, he had no problem deep throating him and was not only licking or sucking the boy's cock; Diego was practically worshipping Christian's cock in a way that he never even thought possible. However, such bliss was short-lived.

 

"Diego!" The young voice of another boy suddenly filled the room, making Christian's heart and soul almost leave his body in fright. He would've jumped too, if Diego, who remained completely indifferent, hadn't had his cock in his throat at that moment.

 

"He must be our new roommate," a second voice weighed in.

 

Diego took his mouth off Christian's cock. "Entrenle [1]!" He spoke in Spanish before switching back to English. "He's got a great cock! Tasty too!"

 

Christian felt all the blood not occupied in his penis rush to his face and would have gladly pulled away and apologized (and maybe even beg for forgiveness) but Diego was still holding on to his cock with glee.

 

"You don't have to tell me twice!" Like Diego, the boy who just spoke, was wearing the same uniform but with a yellow bandana, unlike Diego, however, this boy was light skinned, with grey green eyes and neat light-brown hair. He was taller than Diego, but Christian calculated he should be around the same age.

 

"Ben!" chastised the first boy; he too was pale skinned and had sandy blond hair with revel curls all over, his scandalized eyes were a deep brown and seemed to have a quasi feminine silhouette.

 

Seeming to ignore the other boy, Ben knelt down next to Diego. "Scoot over, give me some space" He quickly started licking Christian's balls without even asking or acknowledging him!

 

Diego took Christian's cock out of his mouth to offer it to the new boy. "Here, try his cock."

 

Again, the remaining boy tried to corral the boy who had just joined the orgy. "Oh my God, Benjamin!"

 

The boy, who apparently was called Ben, didn't seem to care about the blond's nagging and kept slurping on Christian's cock and balls like there was no tomorrow.

 

Christian was too overwhelmed to say or do anything other than to just enjoy the sensation of the two boys working on his cock and balls in unison; even despite the threats and nagging of the third boy, who remained thoroughly ignored. Christian quickly reached the point of no return when Diego sneaked a hand to his butt, seeking his abused hole. It didn't take much effort to access Christian's prostate, making him explode all over the two younger boys.

 

"Well, I hope you're happy now!" The third boy spoke again, the boy's uniform was the same, but his bandana was blue.

 

"Well, that was a disappointing amount," Ben commented as he wiped the traces of cum off his face and proceeded to lick it off his hands as if it were candy.

 

"You're not wrong, compadre," Diego agreed, doing the same thing, "but then again, he's just been in Dr. Rotwang's clutches, so it's to be expected that his balls would be nearly empty."

 

"Are you guys even listening to me?" The other boy raised his voice in exasperation. "You know how bad this is?"

 

"You keep saying that, but you're the one who looks pretty happy to me, Lu," Diego, with his face still partially covered in fresh cum, pointed out the bulge in Lu's shorts and the red tint on the boy's face.

 

The boy, who apparently was called Lu, simply blushed and tried to come up with a comeback, but ended up just babbling something unintelligible.

 

Diego stood up and faced the blond Lu, "You always try to be a perfectly good boy who won't break a plate." He then went over to Lu and grabbed his bulge through his shorts. "But I know that you like this as much as we do, perhaps even more!" the Mexican boy said to the blond as he openly fondled Lu's bulge; causing the blond to blush fiercely, but he didn't put up any resistance.

 

"Dick's out everybody!" Diego announced gleefully as he got behind Lu and quickly unbuttoned his trousers, releasing Lu's sizable erection; the boy was slightly bigger than Christian, at what looked like 5.2 inches (13.21 cm), and had a nice foreskin that left his rosy head half covered.

 

The next thing Christian knew, both Ben and Diego removed their shorts to show off their own stiffies.

 

Christian couldn't believe his eyes, not only had he just got a double blow job by two beautiful boys, but now he had three boys, each one gorgeous in his own right, showing him their hard boners.

 

"So, which one do you like the most, Christian?" Diego asked as he licked Lu's neck while wiggling both stiffies for him.

 

Seeing the blond allowing the boy to have his way with him, made Christian wonder if what Diego said was right, but there would be time to ponder that later; for now there were three more pressing matters to attend to.

 

Diego was the smallest of the four, at about 4.6 inches (11.68 cm). He had a long, loose foreskin that covered his head completely. However, perhaps due to his shorter stature, the boy didn't look to be particularly small for his age and even managed to look quite nice and sexy. Benjamin, on the other hand was sporting roughly 4.9 inches (12.45 cm) worth of cock and no foreskin to speak of, his head was bigger than the other two and not glossy. Christian had never seen a circumcised penis before, so he felt particularly curious about him.

 

"Eh, I don't think I could possibly choose," Christian attempted to be diplomatic, but the truth was that he really couldn't choose. Each one had his own charm and each one was delightful in its own way, and the boy was just itching to get a closer look, to touch, feel and compare.

 

"Come on, we don't bite," Diego assured Christian with an eager smile, "Well, Ben bites but, only if you want him to."

 

Christian felt what could best be described as butterflies in his stomach, his own cock was awakening from its recent workout and the three tasty looking cocks in front of him were practically begging to be touched and played with.

 

With his more dominant side appeased for now, thanks to Ben and Diego, Christian felt his more submissive side slowly taking over (even despite said side of him being thoroughly nurtured earlier that same day). His legs felt weak, so he got on his knees and paid due respect to the three beautiful boy cocks eagerly awaiting him.

 

Christian couldn't help himself, be it a boy's or a man's, he simply loved to suck cock. Perhaps it was his submissive side, but he felt the urge to start with the biggest of the three; tenderly kissing the rosy head before engulfing it in his mouth. The other two would also receive his attention, but for now, they'd have to settle for his hands touching and fondling them.

 

Christian's mind grew fuzzy as he lost all sense of time and nearly his sense of self, as everything became as if part of a fever dream. All that mattered were the cocks in front of him, kissing them, licking them, sucking them, basking in their smell and their distinct flavours; and of course, he couldn't forget about three great pairs of balls that needed tending to as well. The only sounds that existed were that of slurping and the soft moans of the three boys he was servicing.

 

"Y-you're so g-goo-," the boys couldn't even finish praising their new roommate before covering his face, his skin, lips, and throat with three generous loads of their still developing seed.

 

Christian, like the well-trained cocksucker he was, gladly swallowed as much as he was able to of the precious substance.

 

After that moment, with the four boys breathing heavily, it was as if a spell had been broken, for mere seconds after their orgasmic adventure, they returned to being just boys, the pleasures of the flesh long forgotten.

 

"That was so good!" Ben said.

 

"Yeah, you're an excellent cocksucker," Diego enthusiastically added.

 

"Diego!" barked Lu.

 

"What? It's a compliment!"

 

"Jeez, it's always the same with you two. Anyway, I'm Lalo, but you can call me Lu."

 

"Everyone does," both Diego and Ben inserted at the same time.

 

Lu cleared his throat in an attempt to get the other two to stop talking. "I'm from Australia, and I'm 13 years old, and I think you already met these two hooligans."

 

"Ben hasn't introduced himself, though," provided Diego.

 

"Is it needed after what we just did? Fine, go ahead, Ben."

 

"I'm Benjamin, from the States, 12 years old, you can call me Ben."

 

"Anyway, we just wanted to welcome you!" they all chimed in together.

 

Christian couldn't help but smile at his three new roommates. He hadn't even spent a day with them, and he already felt like a massive weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He was sure that with these three around, there wouldn't be any dull moments in the future.

 

 

Medical Centre.
Dr. Rotwang's office.

 

Ominous silence filled Dimitri Rotwang's elegant office as the man sat with his penetrating gaze fixated on the delicate ceramic cup filled with a warm, thick red liquid when he heard a familiar knock on his door.

 

"Your timing is appreciated, Leo." The man greeted the newcomer without diverting his gaze from the cup.

 

"Should I take that as a sign that you were expecting me?" Leo replied with a half smile as he entered Dimitri's office and sat in a chair in front of the doctor's desk.

 

"Something like that..." the man spoke cryptically before changing the subject. "What brings you here?"

 

"Were you aware that Christian had suffered some minor injuries during his examination?"

 

Dimitri tore his gaze away from the mug and looked up at Leo. "What?" he then let out an audible sigh. "It was his anus, right?" he added, glumly. Leo nodded. "It tore a bit, correct?" Leo nodded again. "Dammit!" Dimitri cursed quietly. Leo raised his hands in a placating gesture to calm his friend. Dimitri took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. "The tears from Christian's teacher basically raping him must have healed weakly, causing them to reopen."

 

"It would seem to be the case." Leo sat back in his chair. "Thankfully, it didn't seem to be anything that your standard cream won't cure." Dimitri smiled a bit at Leo's observation, he did have a point there. Leo then continued, "I did want to check up on you. In all the years I've known you, I've never seen you knowingly—or unknowingly—hurt a boy, especially when it amounted to raping him with a dildo." Dimitri cringed at the true accusation. "Nor have I see you lose control like you did with your anger, at least not since—"

 

"Not since I met you." Dimitri completed Leo's sentence, his penetrating gaze fixated on the other man's blue-green eyes.

 

"Are you talking about his mark?" Leo raised an eyebrow.

 

"You saw it, did you not?" Dimitri asked without removing his gaze.

 

"Look, I know what you're thinking but just because he's got the mark, it doesn't mean that-" Leo tried to rationalize, but Dimitri didn't respond and simply turned the screen of his computer to the other side to allow the man to see the data reflected on it with the expected look of surprise on the professor's face.

 

"So it is as we feared. Christian is..."

 

"Not unlike yourself, my friend." Dimitri took a sip from his cup.

 

"B-but that's impossible, his father isn't..."

 

"The data doesn't lie, I double-checked it myself, Leo."

 

Silence took over the room once again as the sandy blond took a moment to gather his thoughts. "I guess that explains what happened during the examination, then," Leo finally spoke, and Dimitri smirked before finishing off the last of the scarlet liquid he was drinking.

 

"I should have known it to be true as soon as I saw his mark, but it still caught me completely off guard." the doctor started, as if trying to apologize.

 

"Don't beat yourself over it, Dimitri, I am as surprised as you are."

 

"But I should've known better! His state of panic and fear hit me like a ton of bricks, it even managed to trigger my-my thirst; meanwhile my unprepared mind filled itself with rage for those who abused him."

 

"Is that why you always go out hunting after we get a bad case?"

 

"For someone like me who has fallen so far away from the light of the gods and yet; despite this, to be allowed to help their cause, 'tis the least I can do." Dimitri took a breath to steady his emotions. "To deliver these wastes of space but a sliver of what awaits them." Dimitri spoke with the might of a judge condemning someone to die when the phone rang, startling both men and cutting their conversation short.

 

"Doctor Rotwang speaking." Dimitri answered the phone as if he hadn't just been talking about, hunting, torturing, and murdering people a couple of seconds ago. "Ah, Headmaster, nice to speak with you again; no need, he's with me. Alright, I'll put you on speaker, hold on."

 

Dimitri's finger danced clumsily on the dastardly machine until he managed to find the right button, and the familiar voice of Headmaster Silvanus echoed in the office.

 

"Hi boys, working hard as always, I presume?" Headmaster Silvanus greeted the two men.

 

"I was just updating Leo here on the case of our latest student, I take it you have news for us?"

 

"Great, that saves me some time because as a matter of fact, I do. I've spoken with the boys at Sanctuary, and they're combing through all of their records for us, however, I'm sorry to report that their preliminary review came up empty. There are no cupid births registered in the entirety of the Scottish highlands in the last 20 years; additionally, there aren't any awakenings expected in the region either, so, unless they find something new, we can confirm that Mr. Cockburn is not an unawakened cupid. That said, the only feasible explanation for what has been observed, would suggest that Mr. Cockburn's father would have to be a cupid. I know that this is not the case as he is not registered as a cupid and I have personally spoken to the man, which leaves us with..."

 

"Adoption or adultery," Leo coldly stated.

 

"Not according to his birth certificate and the documents they sent me, no."

 

"We can't rule it out unless we make a DNA test, though."

 

"You're not wrong on that, but regardless of if we find out the truth about the boy's origins, Mr. Cockburn is still a student at this school all the same and shall be treated as such. However, as we cannot rule out that the boy may possess some cupid-like abilities, we need to take some precautions until we do further tests." Both Leo and Dimitri locked eyes and nodded to each other in agreement to what the Headmaster was saying. "Now then, Leo, if you would arrange for Christian's tests, we need to know what all he is capable of, without him knowing that we are testing him."

 

"Yes, sir. It shall be done as you say."

 

 

~Fin~

Glossary:

[1] "Entrenle": it translates to something similar to "come on in". But this is a phrase or saying that is used in some parts of Mexico in the context of serving food or drinks to encourage people not to be shy and to eat or drink freely.

 

 

 

Hi there!

 

Zuke (O49) here with the next chapter of this humble story; hope you've been enjoying things so far!

 

With the Holidays finally behind us, it's time to continue this tale. This one may be a tad shorter, I'm afraid, but writing is hardly an exact science, after all!

 

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