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Love In The Manor: Chapter 4 by Kosh
The room lay quiet as the sunlight streamed in through the wooden paned window. As a beam of light hit his face, Richard rolled over and slowly opened his eyes. Bobby was lying on the bed beside him, still asleep on his back. Richard smiled widely; he had stayed the whole night to comfort him. He lightly poked Bobby in the ribs, hoping to pester him awake. Bobby opened his eyes instantly.
"I wasn't really sleeping you know, just lying with my eyes closed."
"Is that so? Did you really stay the whole night?"
Bobby propped himself up on a pillow. "Ya, well after you asked me to stay, I did, and I fell asleep, til about ten minutes ago when the sun came in."
"Ya me too." Richard stretched his arms out as far as he could and gave a gaping yawn.
"Tired, are we?" Bobby said as he saw the force of Richard's yawn.
"Nope. I had the most wonderful sleep last night, cause you were here." He smiled lightly as he continued yawning.
"Aww, that's so nice," Bobby said has he lunged for Richard's stomach and began tickling him.
Richard burst out laughing. "Stop! Please! I hate being tickled!" but Bobby just kept tickling harder. They both rolled off the bed and onto the carpet, Bobby still tickling. Eventually Richard was laughing so hard he started wheezing, and at that moment Bobby let go.
Panting out of breath, Richard spoke up. "Why did you do that?"
"To wake you. You were yawning, remember."
"Oh gee thanks so much. Next time why don't you just throw me out the window."
"Hmm, I'll have to keep that in mind," Bobby said, a sly smile spreading over his face.
Richard pushed Bobby off and limped into the bathroom. "I'm gonna have a quick shower," he said as he closed the bathroom door.
Bobby lay himself down on the bed, arms behind his head, staring at the ceiling. Ten minutes passed by, and he heard the sound of running water cease. The bathroom door opened, and Richard came out in a housecoat, drying his hair with a towel. Bobby stared, unblinking.
"What?" Richard said upon noticing Bobby's gaze.
"You look cute with your hair all tousled like that."
Richard blushed slightly. "Thanks."
He got his clothes together out of a dresser drawer and went back into the bathroom. After quickly changing, he appeared in the room again, Bobby still sitting diligently on the bed. Dumping a towel in the hamper, he went back into the bathroom. Bobby followed.
"What do you want to do today? The Professor is away on business or something so there's no classes," Bobby mentioned as he leaned himself against the wall.
"I dunno," Richard said as he reached for a bit of hair gel. He spread it over his fingertips and lightly massaged it into his hair, propping it up in its normal spiky fashion. He caught Bobby staring at him in the mirror.
"Are you staring at my butt?" Richard blurted out as he turned around. Bobby returned his gaze to Richard's eyes.
"Ya, so, what of it? I like it." He put on a great big smile to show his smugness.
Richard blushed deeply, but turned back to his hair in the mirror to hide it. "Oh, ok then."
Bobby laughed as Richard exited the bathroom. "Hey can I have a quick shower here?"
"Ya go ahead there are some towels in the cupboard under the sink."
Richard sat on his bed, staring intently at the pile of books on a chair in the corner. He flinched a bit, remembering the last time he practiced what had happened. He decided it was better to not try any more until Doctor Grey said it was ok. He still didn't know why it had happened in the first place.
He turned his attention to the window, the sun beating in strong and proud. The patio below him was basking in the warm sun, a few students resting on its various chairs and benches. He recognized them by face, but being as he hung out with Bobby and Rogue all the time, didn't really get a chance to know anyone else. He figured that should change soon, as he was going to be here for quite a while.
The running water stopped, causing his gaze to shift from the patio to the door. Bobby came out with a towel wrapped around his waist, his bare chest and stomach glistening with water from the sunlight.
"Can I borrow some of your clothes?"
Richard said nothing, but continued staring at Bobby's tight chest and stomach. His gaze was interrupted by Bobby's accusation.
"Hey are you staring at me?"
"Just returning the favour," Richard said slyly. He broke his staring to go to the dresser and fetched some clothes for Bobby, throwing them at him.
"Here you go. Hurry up, I want breakfast. I want food."
"Ya ya," Bobby said, catching the clothes and disappearing behind the bathroom door. A minute later he came out, his hair and clothing all in proper order. After throwing all the dirty clothes into the hamper, the two of them exited Richard's room and headed down the hallway.
As they turned the first corner, Richard could see in a passing mirror on the wall that Bobby was staring at his butt again.
"You're staring at me again?" he questioned as he turned around, walking backwards.
"What? It's my turn again," Bobby retorted, laughing.
"Well then, two can play at this game," Richard said as he turned around and began running down the hallway. "See if you can catch up!"
Bobby took off, darting after Richard, the two of them laughing loudly as they sprinted down the corridor.
Rogue's ears perked up as a thundering noise came from the main hall. She recognized footsteps down the main set of stairs; they were getting louder the longer she listened. Suddenly Richard and Bobby burst into the kitchen, both laughing and gasping for breath.
"What on earth are you two doing?" she asked, one eyebrow raised.
"I won!" Richard exclaimed as he sat down on the chair opposite Rogue. He put his arms on the table and rested his head across them.
"You ran ahead first it's not fair," Bobby retorted as he took the chair beside Rogue.
Richard gave a mumble of a reply as he got up and went to the coffee maker. "Someone had already made a pot this morning, how convenient," he thought as he poured himself a large cupful. After adding a bit of milk and sugar, he took his chair back and sipped his coffee quietly, staring intently into the depths of the liquid.
Rogue snapped her fingers. "Hello, Richard, are you there?" He gave no reply, but instead continued staring into his coffee. "Ok since he's no longer with us, would you mind telling me how everything went yesterday?" she said, turning her head to Bobby.
"Well, after Storm let him go, he went straight to bed, and that's about it. He's fine now, obviously. Now we're here, but apparently only some of us," he said, referring to Richard's immense concentration on his mug.
"I came to your room last night thinking about asking if you wanted to watch some tv, but you weren't there. Where were you?" Rogue asked Bobby, her lips curling in a smile. She resumed eating her cereal that was sitting in front of her on the table.
"Well, he didn't feel well so I stayed with him, and we just kinda fell asleep."
"Aww, dat's sho cute," Rogue replied, her mouth full of cereal.
"Chew, swallow, then talk," Bobby said, sticking his tongue out at her.
Richard spoke up, having finished his coffee. "What do you guys want to do today?"
Rogue swallowed her mouthful of cereal and spoke. "How about we go somewhere? I have to get out of this place. I haven't been out of the house for about a month. What about that village the two of you went to a while ago? Feel like going there?"
"No thanks, it was nice but there's not that much to do and we've already been there. How about somewhere else?" Bobby said.
"Well, how about we go for a day trip somewhere else then? Have dinner, that sort of thing? I think there's a hockey game on tonight, so we can go to a bar and have a drink or something and watch it." Richard said as he stood up and walked over to the coffee maker to refill his cup.
"Do you ever have anything else for breakfast? Remember, you said you wanted food earlier?" Bobby said mockingly.
"Hey I like coffee, ok? It keeps me awake."
Rogue cleared her throat to get their attention. "Well, a day trip somewhere would be nice, but if you wanted to watch the game we couldn't go to a bar because you're not old enough."
"What do you mean not old enough? I'm 19, I'm fine." Richard ignorantly retorted.
Rogue sighed slightly as she replied. "Yes, but remember, you're no longer in Ontario. You have to be 21 cause you're in the States now."
Richard's mouth gaped open. He had forgotten that fact; being as he used to live right over the border near Niagara. The relatively short trip to the manor didn't make him realize he was now in a different country.
"Oh crap! You mean I can't go to a bar anymore for another two years?" he cried. His eyes bulging out of his head, he turned and started heading for the door. "Screw this I'll take my chances at home. There's no way I can live like this."
Both Rogue and Bobby sprung from their chairs and chased after Richard. He made it to the front door before them and swung it open. As he ran out onto the front drive, Bobby and Rogue continued chasing after him. He made it just across the open lawn before they caught up to him. Rogue tackled him, the two of them rolling down the slight hill at the end of the lawn.
"Come on man, get yourself together! It's not that bad," Bobby said as Rogue pinned Richard down on the grass, who all but giving up the struggle.
"But, but, but I want beer with my hockey. It's just not the same," Richard whined underneath Rogue. She let him go and stood up, brushing a bit of grass off her pants.
"You're acting like a baby, you know that?" she said. "Well, how about we take a day trip over the border then? We can then go to a bar there and watch the game, and if we borrow one of the cars in the garage, we'll be sure to make it there and back again quickly," Rogue suggested.
After giving it some thought, Bobby and Richard nodded to her proposal, after which the three of them set off for the house to get ready.
After telling Logan where they were going, they set off for their day adventure. Driving down the highway, the three of them soon came to the border crossing near Kingston, Ontario. Bobby pulled the car alongside the booth and answered all the questions the customs officer asked. As the three of them crossed the river, they decided where they should go to have a late lunch, being that it was three in the afternoon. They decided that since they were near Kingston, they'll visit there. Bobby continued driving, the three of them chattering away as they drove through the countryside.
After another 20 minutes down the highway, they arrived at their destination. There was a small family restaurant to the side of the road, so they three of them piled out of the car and into the establishment. They took their seats in a booth in the corner as they glanced over their menus. Shortly after, a short, dumpy woman crossed the floor, heading towards them.
"Hello huns, what can I getcha?"
"I'll have a burger," Bobby said. Rogue ordered a large Caesar salad, and Richard a ham sandwich.
Being hungry as they were, it took very little time to polish off the food they had ordered. After paying, the three of them took a wander through the center of the city, observing certain highlights and attractions, they retired to a small pub near where they had parked their car.
The pub was crammed with so many bodies that the three of them had a difficult job finding a table to sit down in. Tvs were in every corner of the room, allowing anyone to view what was being run. As the logo for Hockey Night in Canada came over the screen, the bar erupted in loud cheers and hollers.
"Is it always like this here?" Bobby asked.
"Pretty much. I still don't know who's playing though," Richard replied. He then stood up and walked over to the bartender and brought back a large mug of beer. Rogue eyed it with keen interest.
"I want one too," she said, and went to go get one.
Bobby watched Richard drink his beer, wanting to have his own.
"I shouldn't, since I'm driving," he said.
"Yup, yup," Richard relied. He glanced up at a tv as it announced Vancouver was playing Minnesota.
"Oh that's right," he muttered. He took another swing of his beer then set it down on the table. "You know, I used to live there."
Bobby turned his attention back to Richard. "Where?"
"Vancouver. I only moved to Ontario a few months ago because my dad was transferred. So, guess who I'm rooting for," he said, smiling widely.
"Ya well I'm assuming everyone else in here is rooting for them too," Bobby said.
Rogue came back with a tall mug. She started chugging back, much to the surprise of both boys.
"What? I like beer."
Bobby looked at her, a bit surprised. "Well, I've never seen you have it before."
"And how often do you think we get beer in a school, hmm?" she replied. Bobby nodded his head.
As the game started, the three of them watched the tv intently, letting the atmosphere of the bar take hold. Richard and Rogue both went back several times for more beer, both showing no signs of it having an effect on them. After almost three hours, the game ended, Minnesota having won. They paid their bar tab and headed back for the car.
"You know, it's just past eight now. We won't be home until about ten thirty-ish, if we're lucky," Rogue said as they piled into the car.
"Ya well we don't have class til one in the afternoon tomorrow so it doesn't matter," Richard said as he leaned back in his seat. Bobby pulled out of the parking spot and headed down the road to get back on the highway. The three of them sat in comfortable silence, all a bit tired of the day's events.
They arrived home at just after 10:30, as Rogue had predicted. They all said goodnight to each other, all exhausted and wanting to go to bed. As Richard lay on his bed reading his book, he heard a soft knock at his door.
"Yes?" he asked the person on the other side. It opened softly, and Bobby's head peeked inside.
"Meet me down at the pool in five minutes. Change into your trunks." He pulled the door closed before Richard could reply, and he heard the sound of Bobby's footprints briskly heading off down the hallway.
Figuring he'd better go, Richard got up and changed into his swim trunks. He grabbed a towel from the bathroom and wrapped it around his shoulders to keep warm as he walked to the pool. The hallways were quite silent, everyone having gone to bed, all resting for a school day ahead. He arrived at the sliding door for the pool, opened it, and exited the house. He saw a silhouette gently doing laps around the closer end of the pool.
"Come in, the water's nice and warm," he heard Bobby's voice coming from the figure in the pool. Richard put his towel down on a chair and slipped into the water. He was right; it was nice and warm.
Bobby swam up to Richard and lightly splashed water at him. "Hey!" Richard exclaimed, and retaliated by sending a larger wall of water at Bobby. Bobby dunked underwater and swam behind Richard, surfacing and pushing him over. He came up to the surface, turned around, and sprayed Bobby again.
"Did you call me out here now just to splash me?" Richard asked jokingly.
Bobby stopped moving and stared into Richard's eyes. "No, I also called you here to do this."
Bobby leaned into Richard's face and lightly kissed him. Richard returned the kiss, putting his hand behind Bobby's head and pulling him closer. Bobby put his hands on Richard's waist, feeling all up and down his sides. As they began passionately making out, they tilted their heads to allow their tongues to intertwine in each other's mouths. Richard put his hands on Bobby's chest, feeling his pounding heart beat. He rubbed Bobby's front up and down, feeling his tight, chiseled stomach. Bobby did the same, moving his hands to feel Richard's sculpted abdomen. The two of them were in the throws of passion, caring nothing else but for the heat of the moment. Bobby put his right hand behind Richard's head, pulling him even closer as he slid his tongue further into Richard's mouth. They began to slow down on their tongue wrestling until they finally pulled their mouths apart, still holding each other in their arms.
Bobby smiled widely at Richard. "Was that worth coming down?" he asked.
"Oh God hell yes," Richard exclaimed, a bit out of breath.
Bobby swam over to the pool's exit stairs, holding onto Richard's hand, telling him to follow. The two of them climbed out of the pool and began to dry off with their towels. Bobby held Richard's hand as the two of them entered the manor again, heading up the stairs and down the hallway towards their rooms. As they stopped at Richard's door, Bobby leaned in and kissed Richard again, forcefully on the lips.
He pulled away, his dimples gleaming in the moonlight. "Night," he said, turning around and heading down the hallway.
Richard opened his door and quickly fell on his bed. If he wasn't that tired before, he certainly was now. After a quick change into a T-shirt and a pair of boxers, he crawled under the sheets of his bed, his mind spiraling out of control with the wonderful events of the day, especially the ending.
Ok that's another chapter. I have a busy week at school coming up so the next chapter will be out sometime next week, more likely towards the end of it. Thanks again to all the wonderful responses about the story I have received, and to everyone keep sending them in, as I love to get feedback. Email: koshfanfic@hotmail.com.