Ashwood University

Ashwood University Chapter Eight - Home

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Chapter Eight – Home

"Welcome to London." I announced looking around at the area that used to be home when I was a little boy. We were standing on the edge of Hyde park, my favorite place. "When I was little we lived near this place and every Saturday my family and I took a walk on this place."

"Oh, my god I love London!" Shouted Syre.

"Really? I would never have known! Tone it down a little." Snapped MJ already being hateful as usual.

I wasn't looking at him. We were walking and I was looking at one of the streets near the park. Connaught street. These buildings all had facades painted in different colors. Each house was spread over the three stories, sitting one beside the other. There it was the house with the fountain in the front. It was dark. Of course it was as it was closed, forgotten. It was my house. The house that I was born and grew up in.

The front door was black, made of ebony with the silver doorknob in the middle. From the place I was standing I couldn't see the house, but I know that house like I knew the back of my own hand. I started running needing to see my home. I could hear the guys shouting and coming after me, but I was home! I passed by the fountain and was sad as it wasn't working.

I climbed the few steps from the path to the entrance and just stood there. I had the key for this door in my pocket. I always had it on my key chain, you see after my father died the house had been left to me in the will. I touched the door and could feel everything...All of the pain and loss came flooding back...mixed with all the happy memories that I had of this place.

"Nick? Whose house is this?" Asked John putting his hand on my shoulder.

"Oh my lord! It's his." Answered Alexander cleaning the sign on the mailbox which said 'Afanasiev' in bold silver letters. I looked at it and ran my fingers across it. I felt the tears, but I didn't want to cry so I tried to hold them inside.

"Let's go eat." I said, turning away quickly and moving down the steps. "I'm...I'm not ready to open the door yet." I said putting on my best poker face, "Plus, I'm starving. So let's go eat something shall we? I know a great Japanese restaurant nearby." I said and started walking. Two streets later we arrived at the Jade Dragon. It's a beautiful cozy Japanese restaurant owned by a family friend. When I was little my parents used to bring us here all the time . My sisters and I loved...love it. As soon as we entered a girl came up to us. She looked like a teenager and somehow, oddly familiar.

"Welcome to the Jade Dragon. How many of you are there?" She asked.

"Eight." I answered. As she walked us to a table I asked, "Is Kito still working here?"

"He is the owner. How do you know my father?" She asked as I suddenly realized why she was so familiar. I had played with this girl all of my childhood, Kibo Ryü. I automatically hugged her, but she stiffened not knowing what this stranger was doing. "Sorry. Do I know you?" She asked backing off a little.

"I should hope you do...I'm Nicky." She looked at me trying to remember me. Then she shocked us all with what she did. "Bloody Hell!" She shouted at the top of her voice and hugged me. "Oh Nicky! I have missed you so much."

I whispered in her ear, "Me too!" She let go of me and shouted for his father. Some of the clients looked at us in an odd way as Kito Ryü came out of the kitchen. When he looked at me he recognized me in a split second and ran and hugged me. He was a big strong man as always. He lifted me and hugged me even harder. I heard my back crack.

We talked for a while. I told them I was going to spend the night only, but I promised I was going to come back soon. Kito and his daughter went to work. My friends and I ordered the food, and took a seat.

I wasn't happy, but I was joyful for once. I was home...

The food arrived, and Kibo brought me a glass full of a dark blue juice. A juice I remembered. I loved it when I was little. It is called Fire berry juice. I took a sip. I felt the honey, the fire berries and the memories came flooding back. I looked at MJ and he was looking oddly at me. He took the glass out of my hand and took a sip.

"What the fuck?" I said.

"Nick do you know what this is?" He asked. I shook my head to say no.

"What's happening?" Asked Syre. MJ gave her the glass and she sipped it and she immediately spat it out.

"How come you're drinking Fire berry juice? Only Salamanders can eat those." She said. Then I remembered the little black berries in the school, but I never tasted them.

"I've always drank this ever since I was little." I said.

"Nick, we need to speak with your `Friends'." Said John quite seriously. We finished eating quite quickly and I called Kibo to pay the check, but she said it was on the house. MJ stood and went to talk to her privately. Moments later Kibo came back and asked us to follow her. She walked us to the back and took us upstairs to her father's office. Kito and MJ were there already. Kibo closed the door behind us.

"So, you are a wizard now?" Kito stated.

"How do you know about magic?" I asked him.

"I have always known." He answered.

"Great, more lies! Is anything in my life was real?" I asked.

"Yes, our love for you is real. I have always treated you like my own family." He said.

"Sorry if I don't care. My own family lied to me all my life. I don't doubt their love, but I don't trust anything now because of how they treated me." I said a little angrily. "So what are you?"

"I can't tell you. I trust you, but I don't know your friends." He stated looked past me to everyone else.

"How can you trust me? You don't know me at all. I left when I was going to turn eleven, so you don't even know me."

"You are wrong." He said walking towards me and putting his hands on my shoulders. "You left...but I know you. I have always been watching. I promised your father that I would always take care of you and your sisters." He said and then looked at my friends. "Do you trust them?" He asked and I nodded.

"I haven't known them very long. I only met them three weeks ago, but I feel like I have known them all my life." I explained.

"You have found your circle." He said, "I was in your parent's circle. It is a group of mystic beings that unite. You are destined to be together. I bet all of you share the same birthday." He said and I nodded as I looked at the others. "Well it is useless to keep a secret from your group. With honesty and trust you are capable of many things." He said. "I am a dragon."

"What? You're kidding me right?" I asked in shock.

"No, I'm not. I am a dragon." He added seriously.

"Dragons can live in a human body." Kibo said as her eyes changed into reptilian eyes.

"So you can tell me..." I started.

"No!" Kito interrupted. "We can't help you. Sorry I wish we could, but..." He finished. I knew why he couldn't. The rules. Those fucking rules!

"Ok, I understand. This is not the first time a celestial has told me that. I know about the rules." I said sadly. "I'm gonna go now." I added saying goodbye to Kito and Kibo Ryü. Funny now that I have Lingua I know Ryü means dragon in Japanese.

We arrived at my house and I took the key out of my pocket and inserted it into the lock. "Are you sure that you're ready?" Asked John putting his hands on my shoulder. I looked at him and then at my other friends, Syre, Alex, Theo, Sarah, Stella, Lance, and MJ. They all looked worried. MJ looked a little uncomfortable as he was looking at how Johnathan touched me. I smiled.

"Now is as good a time as any other." I said and opened the door. I stepped into the hallway and could see that every piece of furniture was covered with white linen dust sheets, but apart from that everything was clean. There was a note on the floor. It was from my Nanna. It read...

...Hi my loves. I do not know when you're coming back, but I always come here once a week to clean and to keep the house ready for you. Maybe you will not come, maybe you will. Either way I will keep coming. With much Love as always - Lilly...

I put the card on my pocket and turned on the lights. I also turned on the heater because the house was chilly. It was the characteristic cold vibe of an empty house. The paintings and pictures that once hung from the walls were now on the floor, covered in white shrouds, like corpses in a morgue. I could still hear my sisters laugh and feel my mother's light steps running through the corridors to see what we were up to.

I went to one of the paintings and lifted the linen, it was the one called `La liberté de pélican rose' by Liudmila Ménager. I loved that painting. I just crouched there looking at it.

I kept walking and felt the door closing. I knew my friends were behind me. There was a painting still hanging `L'Apothéose des Héros français morts pour la patrie pendant la guerre de la Liberté' by Anne-Louise Girodet. My mother's favorite. At first I thought all these paintings were copies, but now I'm not so sure.

"Everything ok?" Asked John. I smiled and nodded.

"It's just so weird to be here. The last time I was in this house was before the accident. It...it's just so weird. I was eleven..." I said.

"If it's too hard for you then tell me and we can go to a hotel or something." He said as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders. It felt good and I stayed there for a moment soaking it in. I let go of him.

"No, I'll be ok. Now let me give you a tour of the house." I said and began to walk. Everybody followed me and I showed them the formal living room, the informal living room, the dining room with its porcelain chandelier. Then kitchen just behind it and then we then went to the second floor with three bedrooms. Each one with a bathroom, and the exact same thing in the third floor. It was dark outside so it was pointless to show them the backyard.

My sisters arrived shortly after the tour. We then arranged the rooms. My sisters would sleep in their old room. Syre, Sarah and Stella were sleeping in one room, Theo and Lance in another. I was sleeping with Alexander in my old room, which left MJ sleeping with John...Ok that would be a chaos. Once everybody was organized we called it a night.

I went to my old bedroom. Thanks the Gods Lilly had changed the sheets. Alex went to take a shower, but a short time later called me to ask something. I went inside bathroom and he was in the shower naked in all his glory, sporting a hard on.

His sculptured body was wet making all his muscles glisten. He signaled with his hand for me to approach him. I did. I was in awe. Once I was in front of him he pulled me into the open shower. All my clothes got soaked. He pressed his forehead to mine, I felt his breath on my face. He began to take off my clothes. First my jacket, then my shirt, leaving me shirtless. I backed off and took off my shoes and jeans and carefully removed my prosthetic leg. I left my boxer's on. He looked at me and I dropped my face

"If the stump, creeps you out or if its gross...I'm sorry." I said.

I felt his hands on my face and he lifted it until our eyes met, "It doesn't creep me out at all." He whispered. Then he grabbed me and pushed me against the wall. He pressed his body against mine. I felt his cock poke me. He kissed me passionately. I grabbed his buttocks. We kissed for several minutes. I turned off the shower and dried myself.

"Let's go to the bed. it's hard to me to stand in the shower." The shower was designed prior the accident so it didn't have anything for me to hold. He dried himself as I took off my boxers. I was going to jump to the bedroom, but he lifted me. I crossed my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck as he carried me to the bed.

Once on the bed we kissed for a while, but then began to lick my neck. As he continued going down he bit and sucked my nipples. Eventually he came to my belly button where he played for a short time until travelling south where he found my painfully hard cock. He licked the head. "I love circumcised cocks..." He said.

I love them too and I must admit so I loved my cock. I know many don't like circumcision, but I couldn't care less as far as I was concerned mine was good. To me it was more hygienic and it looked better. I've done the research into the pros and cons of circumcised vs uncircumcised and the playing field was sort of even.

He licked the head again and it sent shivers up my spine. He also licked the whole shaft and then swallowed all he could and began to suck. He was an excellent cocksucker. While he expertly sucked me, he also played with my balls and somehow kept eye contact with me the whole time. He let go of my cock and began to suck my balls.

He went down a little more and I lifted my legs as he started licking my asshole. He was working marvels as his tongue slowly fucked my hole. He switched again and continued sucking my cock, but now he was deep throating me... It was so hot. I stopped him and make him lay on the bed. I was going to return the favor even if I died doing it.

I did everything he did to me. I even tried to deep throat him, but I had the gag reflex. I sucked his dick for a while and fingered his well lubed hole. No he wasn't thinking ahead; I had lubed it with my saliva. Then we got into position 69 laying side by side.

"Cum in my mouth." He said and I answered as well as I could with his cock in my mouth. When I felt my orgasm I warned him and he grasped my thighs. I unloaded my spunk in his mouth. I looked at him and he swallowed, licking his lips smiling.

When he was going to cum I did the same, I swallowed his spunk and I found that loved the taste. I changed my position to be face to face with him as we held hands and kissed. When I got down from my post orgasmic euphoria I realized what I had done. I trusted Alex, but I don't know if he had aids or HIV or anything.

"Alex, there is no problem about the unprotected sex is there?"

"Sorry I forgot to tell you that mystic beings don't get HIV so no Aids!" He said...I breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed. I kissed him again.

"Really?" I said, "Now let's call it a night shall we?" He answered by turning out the lights. I remembered everything was soaking, so using telekinesis I brought my clothes and my leg into the bedroom. Using a little drying spell, I'd learnt in spellcasting class I dried it all off ready for tomorrow and promptly fell asleep after it was done.

The next day I woke early, got dressed and went down to the kitchen. I remembered the pantry and fridge were empty so I grabbed my coat ready to head up the road for some food. Today was a typical British morning that threatened rain, cloudy but never doing anything.

I walked to the local grocery corner store which was about two roads down from mine and bought enough to make breakfast for everyone. I wanted to do a full English breakfast for my friends so I ran home. It was just seven so I had plenty of time.

I went to the kitchen to begin preparing breakfast, starting with the baked beans because the easiest way to do them was to put them in the oven to heat through as we were cooking everything else. "Need help?" Asked MJ. As I turned I saw he was resting against the kitchen door frame.

"Yes, please." I said as he came to my side and started helping. As I told him what I wanted him to do and he did it. He didn't need any instructions as he knew how to cook everything I asked. We talked while we cooked. He was actually making jokes and being nice for a change. One hour later almost everything was made. The baked beans were even finished, thank the Gods for food in tins.

"I think the baked beans are done..." Said MJ taking them out of the oven. "...here, have a taste." He said handing me a spoonful of beans which dripped into his hand. I smiled and licked them right off it.

"Mmm, delicious!" I said as I finished off the rest of the food. "So, why are you so nice today?" I asked.

"Seriously, you have to learn to say what you think mate. I mean straight to the point... ouch!" He said without looking at me. "I realized why you said the other day that either we work things out or we stop being friends."

"I didn't know we were friends." I said surprised.

He looked at me as the moment passed slowly, "So what were we?" He asked.

"I don't know... Partners, classmates, colleagues?" I said.

"True." He added, "Well let's work this out..." He said lifting his hand and I shook it, but I left my hand in his and he left his. I looked into his eyes and I saw something good and calming. He was telling the truth. So no more games. I liked that.

"What smells so delicious?" Asked Syre standing in the doorway. I was startled and noticed a little bean sauce on MJ's white shirt.

"Oh, shit! Sorry." I said. He looked kind of mad.

"Don't worry." He said taking the shirt off and showing his amazing body and tattoos. "I'll go to clean this off." He said leaving. Syre stood beside me and leaned on the countertop.

"So...?" She said with a questioning look.

"We were just cooking." I defended myself.

"So that's what people call holding hands and staring into each other's eyes?"

"Oh, Syre..." I protested but she interrupted...

"I just want to remind you that MJ is an asshole. Don't place to much trust in him. I am warning you. I don't want you to suffer."

"I won't. I swear. We were just working things out." I said. "Now let's serve breakfast and wake everyone." I added and handed her a bowl full of beans. We set the table ready for the hoards to descend and then went to wake up them up.

One of my sisters yelled at me in Aramaic, another sent me a flying pillow. John growled a little. I laughed. Only Theo and Lance left to wake up. I arrived at their room at the same time as Syrena. I opened the door and on the bed and Lance was cuddled with Theo, like a little child holding his older brother.

"Aw, you know I don't know if that is weird or cute." Said Syre, she giggled softly as Theo jumped out of the bed.

"Oh... Hi... Good Morning..." He said looking at Syre. Lance and I laughed, but they stared at each other. Then I remembered we hadn't any blood for them.

"I prepared breakfast, but we don't have any blood for you."

"Don't worry, we can eat. Besides..." said Lance taking out a flask "...these things keep blood fresh for days!"

"Ok well, in that case the table is set and the food is ready." I said leaving. Minutes later everybody was sitting in the dining room eating breakfast. Modesty apart, it was delicious.

"Oh, God! Nick you cooked this?" Alexander asked.

"Yeah. MJ and I."

"You and MJ cooked together? In the same room?" Asked Theo surprised.

"Yes." I answered as John growled a little. He was upset about me and MJ, but why? The talk died after that and everybody kept eating. There wasn't anything leftover, so I assumed that they liked breakfast.

We got ready to go shopping and then left. The girls went shopping, MJ went with Theo and Lance somewhere and Alex, John and I went to the tailor's shop in Savile Row.

"Welcome, Mr. Wolfanger." Said a lovely old man in the shop who introduced himself to me as Deon Refer, the tailor. I introduced myself and he just said, "Oh I know who you are. Your grandmother called me in advance so thank the Gods I already have your measurements. I have prepared a suit for you. I just need to give it the finishing touches. Take this through to the fitting room and put it on please." He handed me a hanger with what looked like a suit hanging there, but it had a suit cover over it. I was going to protest, but John shook his head.

"Don't try to speak. Deon is a great tailor and an even nicer person, but he doesn't shut up!" Laughed John. I went to the dressing room and a man helped me get changed into the suit. It was kind of strange, but I didn't know the half of this things that I had been given so I was happy. I got dressed and came out. There was John, Alex and Deon, standing there. I looked at myself in the mirror and I liked what I saw.

"Oh! This is prefect. You don't have to do anything to it."

"Tsk...tsk... and are you the tailor sweetheart?" Asked Deon as I shook my head no. "Do I go to your school and tell you how to do spells?" I shook my head no again. "Well, be quiet and let the master do his magic..." He said as I laughed. "Oh, and believe you me there is a lot of work to do here." He said as he started putting pins into the suit.

"Why does this suit have all these things?" I asked signaling all the waistbands and stuff.

"It is a white tie suit." Smiled Deon. I still didn't understand. I decided to let it go. I changed into my clothes and as we were leaving Deon told us to come back after midday. I took my phone and Googled white tie...Ohh, interesting. After the tailor we went to several shops and I bought some clothes that John and Alex liked. I had never known what to buy or what to wear so the fact they liked them meant that they were good.

By noon we had finished our shopping and were drinking a coffee and talking about some place nearby that I knew. Soon after we went back to the tailor's shop and Deon handed me the suit in the same suit carrier that it had been hanging in earlier, only this time it was folded over into the shape of a carrier bag.

"I did all I could!" Was all he said. We went back to the house and the rest of the guys were already there.

"We are going to go in half an hour." Said Marguerite. "I have been away from my babe far too long." It was odd to see Marguerite with a boyfriend as she's normally just hangs out with guys and occasionally hooks up with one. Amelie was the romantic one and Claire? Well she was pure. PURE if you know what I mean...

"Ok, let's just get ready." I said. I cleaned the house or at least all of our mess that we had caused. I wrote a note to Lilly and put it in the same place I found the one she had left. I made sure everything was closed and secure as we left the house. We walked to the park. We stood on the same spot we appeared yesterday. "How we are going to get back if it's daytime already?" I asked.

"We are going to go our way." Said Amelie. "The house is warded, that is why yesterday we appeared here when we were thinking about the house." Then we walked to a pond and she started to chant something. I looked at the pond and there where our reflection should have been was the castle. "You have to jump." She said to all of us, "Don't worry, you are not going to get wet." She added when the girls protested about their hair which had obviously had been done recently. We jumped one by one. and in seconds we were back in school.

Later as I was getting ready I heard, "Need help?" It was Theo. I was going to say no, but I didn't know how to put on any of the things I'd been given.

"Yes please." Everybody had gone down already. He helped me and I was fully dressed in no time.

"Oh, Gods you look hot!" He said. "Pity I'm straight!" I laughed as he said that. "Do not let my brother see you or he'll devour you." He said with a grin.

"Well, that's not going to be that bad." I said also grinning. I hadn't told Theo I was gay. Too many people already knew. He laughed.

"Ok, let's go down. The girls will only come down when all the male suitors and attendees are at the reception." I looked confused, he smiled saying "Tradition!" as I finished my hair and everything. In no time we were in the reception.

It was being held in a hall I'd never been in before. It was obviously a room created for this kind of event as it was a stunningly beautiful room. The floors were made of pure white marble. Two of the walls were full of windows and Sliding doors all made of glass. They led out on to a garden that was enclosed. I looked at the ceiling and it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen it was a large stained glass window. ALL THE EFFING CEILING WAS A WINDOW.

In the middle of the room was a chandelier, but it didn't hang from the ceiling, it hung from the floor. It was as if we were upside down. Next to it was another chandelier possibly one of the most beautiful chandeliers I had ever seen. It was made of glass and silver and gold and...

"WOW!" was all I could say. Suddenly the orchestra started to play and as the doors opened the girls arrived. All of them were beautifully dressed and then I saw my three sisters. They say love is blind, but my sisters were awesome. They of the best dressed of all. Then I saw Stella, she had a white dress with white gloves all made of lace and pearls. she looked like a bride. A very beautiful one. Then I saw them, Syrena and Sarah. Sarah wore a beautiful dress that looked like it was made out of gold feathers. Syre wore a dark blue dress full of tinkling points.

When she got close I'd say the dress looked like the night sky, but oddly the stars moved slowly. "Hi Nicky." She said. I was in awe with her dress.

"WOW!"

"You like it? It's a piece of the night sky. A small spell my grandmother taught me. She created it." Said Syre. "Gods you are hot, pity you're gay. Are you sure though?" She asked faking sadness.

"Yes I am sure. Beside I know a guy that is dying to dance with you." I said taking her to Theo's side. They said hi to each other, smiled and then went to dance just as Stella went with Lance. Alex asked Sarah to dance and John... Oh GODS! John was hotter than anyone you could imagine. Then I saw MJ. He also looked super-hot. Both of them smiled at me at the same time, What was that about? So I decided to get something to drink.

Awesomely they were giving champagne out to the students so that something. I was standing in a corner eyeing the whole gala when he came up to me. "It is very bold of you to be friends with them." Said Chris coming from nowhere.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"Why, Stella and MJ of course."

"I know Stella is one of the Eleven. I don't care." I said and he laughed. I was getting angry.

"Then MJ is not your friend, because he has lied you." He said grinning.

"What are you talking about?" I asked again, now very upset.

"He is one of the Eleven." Was all he said as he walked away and disappeared into the crowd. I went as fast as I could where MJ was and signaled him to follow me as I went out into the garden.

"What's happening Nicky?" He asked. He looked concerned, but I can't believe anything he said anymore.

"Cut the crap Merekeen. I know who you are." I said at him, with a voice I didn't recognized. I felt betrayed.

"What are you talking about?" He asked quite defensively.

"That you are one of the Eleven. YOU ARE A FUCKING ELEVEN!" I yelled at him.

"Nick, calm down. It is not what you think." He said, but I wasn't buying it.

"What's happening here?" Asked John arriving with the rest of the group.

"NOTHING!" I shouted with a stronger, harder voice I ever had. I looked back at MJ "Stay away from me. You and your kind." I said and then I left.

That's all for now folks ... This is Chapter eight – Chapter nine will follow soon.

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