Chapter Seven: Trouble-The Prologue

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Iciro and Telemachus sat in the garden for hours talking about their interests, hobbies, and even a little about each other's past. They were both glad to finally have someone to talk to because honestly...they were both very lonely. Their fathers were gone...they didn't have many friends, and they have been surrounded by people that they didn't like in the slightest for years. It was nice to be around someone that they actually liked.

"Oh wow...looks like we lost track of time." Iciro said as he looked at the now starry sky.

"Yeah...looks like it."

Telemachus wasn't looking at the sky. He was actually looking at Iciro. This was his first time since Iciro has been here that he had an opportunity to take in his features. His long, curly brown hair, his light brown eyes, his somewhat feminine but also masculine face. That wasn't the only thing he was taking in though. Telemachus began to notice how the moonlight and the lights from the garden danced on Iciro's skin.

"It's absolutely beautiful..." Telemachus said softly.

"What is?" Iciro asked.

Telemachus panicked whenever Iciro looked at him. He blushed instantly and looked up at the night sky.

"The sky. The-...the sky is what I mean." He stuttered out.

Iciro smiled.

"It is, isn't it?"

Iciro's smile made Telemachus' heart flutter. He didn't know why but it did.

"Yes...it is."

They sat in silence again for a few seconds before Telemachus finally stood up.

"I'm going to head back inside. It's starting to get pretty late."

"Oh alri-"

Telemachus held out his hand and smiled.

"You coming?"

"O-oh...um no I'm sorry but I want to stay a little bit longer. It's just...this garden is so pretty and-"

"Peaceful?"

Iciro nodded.

Telemachus chuckled.

"I get that. Just...don't stay out here too long, ok? It would be a shame if my medic doesn't get proper rest."

"I promise I won't be out here for much longer."

"Well in that case...I'll see you in the morning. Indi."

"See you in the morning. Mel."

Telemachus gave Iciro a quick smile and started to make his way out of the garden. Iciro watched him leave for a few seconds then looked back at the sky. He sat there for a few minutes listening to nothing but the wind that quickly blew before...

"Oh, Little Mouse."

He quickly stood and looked around.

"Antinous..." He whispered.

He panicked as he tried to find a place to hide...

"Gotcha."

But it was too late. Antinous found him...and grabbed Iciro before he could run off.

"How did you-!!"

"Not the point...point is. I have a favor to ask of you...Iciro."

-To Be Continued-

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