To Live Forever

Chapter 5

Noah led Jason through the dark stairs.

They were going to the basement yet Jason couldn't understand how he'd train in there.

It was almost six o'clock in the evening and everyone else was out of the house, running errands or having some alone time.

"It's your first time with a professional, so I'm going to go easy on you." Noah said, his deep voice echoing in the dark and he opened the lights.

Jason widened his eyes, "Whoa."

"'Whoa' is right. Welcome to the training room."

The 'room' was more like a whole apartment. With a huge boxing ring, a whole area dedicated to gym supplies. Jason saw many guns on the east wall and kept staring until Noah snapped his fingers at him.

"I'm going to give you some pointers first." He took off his leather jacket, and Jason saw that he wasn't exactly bulky, he was extremely lean, the kind of body that'd be strong yet really fast as well.

He motioned for Jason to enter the ring, and Jason did, gulping and taking off his own hoodie, which was a relief, seeing that it was so tight.

He stretched a little as both of the boys stared each other off.

Noah started telling Jason important points as he demonstrated them as well.

"Exhale after every punch. It makes it easier." Noah breathed and Jason got up from the hard mat, groaning as he fell down for a hundredth time.

"You have strength, surprisingly, since you're not that buff." Jason frowned indignantly, he had abs.

They continued for what felt like several hours until, at last, Jason threw Noah down on the mat and he groaned.

Jason stared at the boy's face, his deep grey eyes merely inches away from his own dark orbs.

Noah smelled like lavender mixed with peppermint and Jason blinked at the unusual yet attractive smell.

"How'd I do?" Jason asked and Noah nodded.

"Good. You did good, Jason. Now can you get off me? You're kinda heavy."

Both the males got up and drank water, catching their breaths and Noah said, "You really do know how to fight. I didn't expect less since you said you've been in underground boxing. They're ruthless down there."

Jason shrugged,  "They're fine. Hey, Noah. Can I try the guns?"

He didn't know why but somehow he felt so excited thinking about the guns. As if he wanted to shoot for just one time. As if he'd be good at it even though the closest thing to a revolver he'd ever touched was a green gun which spewed out bubbles.

"Already?" Noah laughed and then gestured for Jason to follow him.

They stood in front of the guns and Noah gave Jason a black one.

"Try this one first. It's light so it wouldn't feel too hard."

Noah directed Jason's hands to the mannequins which were standing innocently in the huge compound.

"Try hitting those." Noah said quietly in Jason's ear and Jason closed one eye, concentrating hard as he aimed.

Exhale.

Shoot.

A silence issued and then Noah laughed, an attractive, lively sound, his smile strangely boxy.

"That was amazing! That was your first time ever, right?"

Jason looked to see that the bullet had pierced the mannequin's head.