Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness.. [Andrew!}

[Markus Simons]

Markus smirked, walking to his brothers dorm. Oh, this would be fun. Surely, he wasnt expecting the lunatic to be out, and at his school, nonetheless.

"OPEN UP, BABY BOY! MARKYS HOME!" He screamed, pounding on the door. After much teasing, a few punches, and a broken nose, he had found him. And it was about time. Two days it took him to find the boy. And Andrew was going to pay for it.

"OPEN THE DOOR, DREWBY! OR ILL KICK IT IN! YOU KNOW I WILL!" He smirked, pounding on the door with his fists. His eyes were full of anger, the eyes of a murderer. And Andrew better watch his step. Because Markus carried a knife now. And he knew how to use it.

"IM GONNA COUNT TO THREE! ONE..."

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew cried out, gently hiding Juliet into her aquarium. "I'm coming, brother..." he said slowly, making sure his shirt was unbuttoned and hanging loss. He wiped the tears from his eyes and opened the door, looking down at his brothers feet. "W-welcome back.." his voice shook, fear radiating from ever pore of his body.

He hated it when his brother was around, it always ended badly. Especially for him. He had spent a month in the hospital because of his 'big brother' and his stupid games. Andrew clutched the door handle like a lifeline, waiting for pain or anything... Whatever sick thing his brother had cooking.

[Markus Simons]

"Miss me?" He asked, plucking his forehead. He walked into the room, looking around. It was alot homier than the one they had gave him. And they had made sure he was rooming alone. For the safety of others.

"You know, an insane assylum isnt so bad. No hot guys to lay. But thats what youre for, isnt it?" He smirked, his eyes dancing. He sat down on the bed, propping his feet up on the end table.

"Dont answer that. Any hot guys around here? Other than you, that is. Youre always on the top of my list." He looked over, waiting for a reaction.

And honestly, he wasnt lying.

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew kicked at the floor, still looking down. "I have noticed some... Landon down the hall will have sex with pretty much anyone, but Ace... He's shier then everyone else. Just... Don't go near Drayton.. He's straight.." he muttered, pushing a lock of hair behind his ear.

Of course he'd been keeping tabs on the people here, just in case his brother had gotten out. Which he shouldn't have... but he did. Andrew bit his lip, sitting down on the bed beside him keeping his eyes glued to the floor.

"None of the girls here seem available, their either taken or not interested... And only the head teacher seems to be gay. Was there anything else, brother?"

[Markus Simons]

Markus watched the way he moved, how his shirt swayed.

"Mmm.. You know Im not into girls, if theres a guy around. Im sure this Drayton kid just doesnt know the.. amazing facts of being gay." He laid back. Really, he wasnt gay. But he sure acted like it. He didnt like girls, only kept them as an option because he needed a change every once in a while.

"Is this Ace kid cute? Are you dating him? Maybe you should. You know the shy ones are always more fun." He raised an eyebrow, grabbing a pillow. He threw it at the window, then watched it fall to the floor.

"Dont go get that.."

[Andrew Simons]

Drayton looked down at his brother, crossing his legs beneath himself without smiling. "Brother... He won't go for you... He likes another guy..." he frowned at the pillow, knowing if he got it brother would be mad. But if he didn't get it, brother would hit him. With a sigh he got up, crossing the room quickly and picking up the pillow. Taking great care to pick it up so his brother wouldn't be able to stare at his ass. Again. Then he smiled shyly at him, looking up from the floor. "Y-you know I hate messes, brother..." he said, walking back sit beside his brother, stripping himself of his button up shirt. Might as well get it over with

[Markus Simons]

"Are you teasing me?" He asked, reaching for his hand. This bed was way to comfortable for him to move.

"Come here, baby.." He whispered, looking up at him. He wouldnt do anything, not today. He pulled his brother ontop of him, rubbing his bare back slowly.

"You need a shower, man. I can smell you from here." And even though they were centimeters from each other, Markus only wanted to see what his brother would do. Teasing him was always fun.

"I like this bed. Its soft. Makes me wanna fall asleep." He yawned, growing tired the more comfortable he got.

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew paled, biting down on his lip. "I did before you came here, even used the special shampoo you like..." he mumbled, gently laying his head down on his brothers chest. He shivered, curling up closer to Markus for warmth. As much as he hated to admit it, when his brother was being reasonable, and in a good mood, he was a great guy to be around. "Do you still like chocolate?" he asked, softly nuzzling his brothers neck.

[Markus Simons]

Markus shook his head. He hadnt eaten chocolate since he had been admitted into the mental hospital. And just the thought of it made him sick.

"I only eat chocolate covered cherries. Theyre sweet.. Like you." He rubbed his back, holding him close. He was too tired to put in the effort of teasing his brother. And he didnt feel like moving, either.

"Is that what Im smelling? Well, it smells nice.." He ran a hand through his brothers hair, tilting his head to the side a bit.

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew nodded, making a mental note to buy some later. "How long are you staying this time?" he asked sweetly, looking up at him. He was scared, yes, but his brother wasn't throwing things like he would be tomorrow. So Andrew could just pretend his big brother was like a boyfriend, calm and gentle. Most likely; if he hadn't been born related too him, and he wasn't crazy, they'd still be this close. He leaned up to kiss his brother; soft, slow, and sweet. Just the way his brother liked in this sort of mood.

[Markus Simons]

"Mmm.." He mumbled, kissing him back. He pulled him close, pressing close to him. His hands trailed up and down Andrews back, caressing his skin gently. He pulled away, yawning again.

"Not long. Unless I happen to crash here.. Then tonight." He smiled a bit, running a hand through his hair. It was soft against his hand. He started slowly slipping into sleep, getting more and more tired as the seconds passed by.

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew nodded, slipping onto the bed beside him. "I don't mind you staying, not as long as your in this mood..." he muttered, sliding under the covers to his own bed. "You can stay tonight. But I want you gone by the morning." he said, feeling braver since his brother was sleepy. He reached over, slipping his hand into his brothers. "I'll keep the nightmares away tonight." he promised, slowly falling into his own sleep.

[Markus Simons]

"Mhm." He mumbled, turning to him. He placed a hand on his stomach, holding him close as he could as he fell asleep.

-To be continued. :3-