The Master [MxMxM+]

05

Zel sat in a black Bentley with Noah in the backseat. Tadashi sat at the front while a chauffeur in gloved hands took the wheel, he'd been perfectly polite as Zel noticed was everyone. It soothed his nerves a great deal.

Two other exact cars followed close behind them, and that was where the other men sat. The ones who just like him, had been chosen for this thing.

They all looked so cool and collected. Obviously better suited for this sort of thing than he was. Nevertheless he was absolutely happy he got chosen as well.

"Hi, I'm Zel what's your name?" Zel asked and looked up at the grim looking guy who turned briefly to look at him.

He leaned at his side of the backseat like he was trying to put the biggest distance possible between him and Zel.

He had not looked the most inviting, in fact, everything about him screamed 'stay away from me' but that was Zel's thing. He believed that if he could get through the hard part first, then he could get through anything. He could have waited for another time to do this but now was a good time as any.

Although now, it seemed like this one would be for another time because Noah scowled and turned away from him. It dampened his spirits for a short while. Then he decided to let it go and focus on the scenery instead.

They had not ridden for long, and apart from Zel's attempt to introduce himself, no one had spoken. And they were back to the comfortable silence. From where he was sitting, Zel could see that Tadashi was typing away furiously on the tablet he'd gotten from God knows where.

Unexpectedly, the other guy spoke. "It's Noah," he said. Still not looking at Zel.

Zel was so delighted as he whipped his head around to look at him. "It's nice to meet you Noah," he said, not knowing what else was appropriate.

Noah suddenly didn't look so standoffish as he had a few moments earlier. Zel couldn't put a finger on it. He seemed both shy and confident at the same time. Cocky even.

He was probably one of those people who Zel had encountered several times. They had to know there would be no harm before they even spoke to someone. And Zel, he was as harmless as they came if he could say so himself.

"You too," said Noah, trying for a smile that came out lopsided, then failing to hide it and turning away once again.

Zel chuckled. "Hey don't turn away all the time! That's a really cute smile."

Noah just shrugged at Zel's openness.

"Okay we're here," Tadashi interrupted and got out of the car.

The other two who were beginning to engage in light conversation didn't notice that the cars had pulled up to a big iron wrought gate.

The other two Bentleys stopped too as everyone filed out of them, Zel watched as the chauffeurs gracefully got out and opened the doors for the men. Then closing them afterwards and getting back in.

They worked like they shared some sort of telepathy between them. It was amazing.

"There's three levels to this house, well mansion if you prefer," Tadashi said when everyone fell in step behind him. "We didn't drive all the way in because then I wouldn't be able to show you everything on the outside."

The men stared in awe as they followed Tadashi.

Before the entrance to the house—or right at the entrance because the so called 'entrance' could fit at least two houses along it—were three fountains.
Two large hexagonal ones and one tiny circular one between them.