Noir's Beginning

Scotch.

Noir was beginning to love the burning liquid. As he lifted his fourth…or was it fifth glass? To his mouth he began to love it even more now that his pain was becoming a dull throb in the background. He stumbled over to the dresser and stopped to a stumbling halt as he caught a glimpse of himself in the closet mirror. His eyes took in his muddled appearance; his semi- short razor cut hair was plastered to his face still, only now just beginning to dry. Noir was only half Japanese as his mother was English and he got his eyes from her. The left one was a light green, and the right a light blue. He had always hated his eyes. In Japan people thought he was cursed, he certainly felt like it with the way his life turned out. He frowned and looked at the rest of his body taking in his lean frame that the ruined suit was covering.

As he took in the stains he came to a realization that he was still wet but his body was too numb from the cold and the scotch to notice.  Noir moved closer to the mirror in a semi drunk induced daze and leaned his head against the cool glass. He closed his eyes and was lost in the sensation of numbness. He was unaware that he had company.

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Cain watched from the doorway taking in the drunken youth. He was still wearing the same clothes since yesterday for it was four in the morning.  He stepped into the room a few feet from Noir. ” Noir…. ” He said in a soft tone of voice. The boy startled and looked over his shoulder at him. “Master…. ” He then proceeded to turn around and lean against the closet facing Cain. 

Cain let out a sigh. “It’s four in the morning,.” His eyes took in the liquor in his hands. “Noir…how many drinks have you’ve had?” Noir looked at the bottle of scotch that was almost empty. “ Not enough…” He replied. Cain shook his head and proceeded to the bottle pouring himself a glass. Noir just watched and took another sip. Cain raised the glass to Noir and finished it in one swallow. “……Are you angry with me?”  Cain looked over at Noir and shook his head. “ You did your job. ”  He walked over to the youth and placed his hands on either side of Noirs head. “Are you angry at me?” Noir blinked and looked up at him in confusion. “Master?” Cain pushed away from the closet and strode over to the dresser opening up the drawers and pulled out clothes for Noir. Noir watched a frown on his face he didn’t understand why Cain would ask him that. It wasn’t as if Cain called his uncle. Cain tossed the clothes on the bed. ” Get to bed Noir…your still wet your going to get sick. ” Noir scoffed but stumbled to the bed. He pulled at his tie with jerky movements hands to numb to work properly.

Cain tsked and brushed his hands away. “Here…Your more drunk than I thought…” Noir scowled and knocked his hands away. ”I'm fine…” Cain ignored him and reached for his tie again. Noir gripped his wrist in a tight grip. “I said I'm fine…” Cain looked calmly at him and in one swift move before Noir could react Cain had him on the floor. Noir blinked in surprise and snarled at him. “Uncalled for!” Cain just looked down at him. “Your helpless…. Your nothing but a burden now, if an enemy came through that door would you be able to function?” Noir looked away and clenched his fists. “No…” He said softly. Cain stepped over him and walked to the door he stopped and slightly turned. “I know what its like to lose someone Noir…She’s not coming back. ”

Noir clenched his teeth biting out. ” I Know…I know…. Cant you let me grieve?! I just lost her and it hasn’t even been a day!” Cain turned around a scowl on his handsome face. “And how long until your ready to move on? How long do you have to grieve? There is no time for that in this world Noir…She is gone!” He said firmly with an air of finality that made Noir’s breath catch. Noir panted a broken expression on his face. His emotions were in turmoil; he felt lost and hurt, he didn’t know what to do the pain was overwhelming.

Cain walked over and crouched down wiping a tear off of his face. In a soft voice he said; “ Noir…Look at me. ” Noir slowly focused and looked at him. Cain almost flinched at the raw pain in his eyes. He tilted up his chin. “Remember the first thing I told you when you first agreed to become my bodyguard?” Noir frowned softly in thought, trying to remember. He licked his lips and cleared his throat. Cain’s eyes followed his pink tongue across his pert mouth briefly wondering if they were as soft as they looked.

  “You…you said you wouldn’t tolerate weakness…” Cain’s grip on Noirs chin became firmer. “ Are you weak Noir?” Cain asked his eyes hard. Noirs eyes flashed and he gripped Cain’s broad shoulders. “No! Never…Im never weak!” Cain invaded his space pulling Noir in buy his jaw. Noir’s eyes widened and his breath became shorter while his heart rate picked up. “M-Master?” What is he…?  Thoughts were stumbling around in Noirs head making him confused. Cain brought them closer a breath away from touching each other’s mouth. Noir swallowed and his lips parted unconsciously. Cain’s eyes looked at the boy’s mouth and he felt a deep urge to claim it. “Noir?” Cain’s voice had deepened and turned huskier. Noir’s pulse fluttered at the sound and he let out a breathless;” What?”  Cain’s lips pulled into a small smirk. 

 

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