Dark flame

Caught in the wrong house (part 5)

(Izou and Thatch have been babysitting Ace. Obviously to make sure he didn't run away.)

A car stopped before the house and not long later keys were heard unlocking the front door, Ace flinched and a last time he tried to plead to the one who had cooked for him.

"Please please, call the cops, get me out, please! Please Thatch! Help me-"

"Get out-yoi."

Those were the first words spoken as soon as the blond entered, and Ace heard in his voice that he was mad. Why was he mad? He hadn't done anything??? Or nothing he should know about!

"H-hey Marco!" Thatch smiled with Izou as they stood up.

"Welcome home, how did the meeting g-"

"Out. Thank you for watching, Ace. But I need alone time with him. Now."

"Ooh yea yea ehm sure." Thatch swallowed, trying to prey off the hand clutching to the back of his shirt. But damn the teen had grip! "Let me just say goodbye to Ace haha" he laughed nervously and swooped around, closing in to Ace who looked at him desperately. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he whispered holding the small hands before he smiled. "It was so nice meeting you Ace!!" and shook the hands like it was a weird handshake, hard enough for the shirt to be let go, before releasing the hands and quickly taking a step back to be next to Izou. "I'll see you next time, ace! Right, Iz?"

"Ehm yea yea, it's been fun ehm. Are you coming to Pop's get-together next month, Marco?"

"I'll let Pops know. Now-"

"We're leaving! Have a good one!"

And both rushed out, leaving Ace alone on the couch, looking to Marco in fear.

The blond saw the look and smiled kindly, "My lil freckles, why are you looking at me like that?" he spoke sweetly, "Did something happen hmm?"

"N-no."

"Then don't I get a welcome back? A welcome home from my love?"

Ace let out a little laugh, "W-welcome h-ho-"

"Who's Sabo-yoi." Marco interrupted him, something cold in his voice.

The raven's mouth opened and closed at hearing his brother's name. Sabo. How did Marco know his name??? Should he tell? What if Marco goes after him? He didn't want Sabo to get involved. "I-I- He-'s He's- I don't kn-" Stutters left him as blue eyes seemed to pierce into his very soul, warning him of trying to lie right now. "H-he's my brother."

"Is he now?"

"Y-yea."

"Do you... like him?"

"Yea-"

"More than me?"

"... -AH!" He couldn't think of an answer before Marco was onto him, hand around his throat and pushing him into the couch. Desperately he grasped at Marco's wrists to pull them off. He couldn't breathe!

"Why did you hesitate-yoi?" His voice was harsh, "Don't you love me? I give you everything. Everything."

"C-can-'t b-br-eath- M-M-a-rrr—co."

At the broken voice his throat was released and he coughed a few time as he tried to get in air again, freezing at the soft touch to his cheek and the gentle voice. "Love. I love you so much. You're so beautiful. You're my lovely freckles. Right? You'll stay with me, right? Not with Sabo. Right my love?"