"Oh, I’m late, I’m late, I’m late," Leaf Keoem shouted, slapping his alarm clock. He looked at it and groaned. It read 7:30 a.m..
Leaf threw his covers off his large queen size bed, and lazily set up. He ran his hands over his sleep filled, green eyes, trying to speed along the waking process. No such luck. He was still as tired as he was when he went to bed last night.
Last night, Leaf had been sitting on his roof, like he normally did, when he wanted peace and quiet, when the sky was lit up in multi colored lights. He stared at the lights, his mouth hanging open in surprise. What had caused them? Where did they come from? Leaf didn’t know, but he was lost in a daze as he watched the lights dance across the sky.
Before he knew it, the lights were just gone. Leaf blinked, wondering if maybe he had snoozed off and dreamed it all. All Leaf knew, was that he was suddenly very tired, so he stumbled down the ladder that led to the balcony to his room. Not bothering changing into sleep clothes, Leaf fell onto his bed.
"No, not a dream," Leaf muttered as he rummaged through his closet, looking for something clean to wear. "I need to tell Hero about them."
Hero Menagawa was Leaf’s best bud and neighbor. He was seventeen like Leaf, and had a younger twin sister, granted she was only younger by about five minutes. Hero was loud and very out spoken, while his sister Manna was quiet and hardly ever spoke. She was very traumatized as a child. No body really knew what happened to her, because she won’t tell them.
Finally Leaf settled on a pair of blue jean shorts and a slightly tight yellow tee-shirt that showed off his muscled stomach. "Well at least they are clean," he muttered, sniffing them just to make sure. "Yep clean. I need to do some laundry. Not like Meelina will."
Meelina Keoem, is a small brown haired woman, who up until age seven, Leaf thought was his older sister. Her parents, Leaf’s grandparents forbid her to tell Leaf she was really his mother.
Leaf now knew it was because she was rapped and gave birth at the young age of thirteen.
"Not likely, I’ll do what?" Meelina asked, sticking her head in her son’s room? Meelina wrinkled her nose, seeing the state of the room. Geez, Leaf sure is a slob. Clothes were cluttering the floor, his video games where in stacks in various places, and his manga and magazines were tossed every which way.
Leaf smirked, noting Meelina’s new haircut. It was styled and cut into a cute boyish bob. It suited her round face well. "Do laundry."
Meelina rolled her baby blue eyes, and pointed a lecturing finger at Leaf, "how old are we, young man?"
"Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m seventeen, old enough to do my own laundry, blahdy blah, blah, blah."
Meelina smiled. "That’s what I thought. Now hurry up." Meelina looked at Leaf’s clock. "I see you are running late."
Looking at the clock, Leaf paled. How did fifteen minutes go by already? Was he rummaging in his closet that long? "Okay, don’t worry," Leaf said. "You know," Leaf began again, with a sly smile, "you could write me a note, Meelina. You are my mother, after all."
Laughing, Meelina shook her head, "not bleeding likely. It’s your own fault you’re late. You know I won’t lie for you."
Leaf groaned, "fine, then leave so I can change."
Closing the door, Meelina made her was to the kitchen. Looking out the window she smiled, seeing her neighbor Hii Melia taking his garbage out. The young twenty-five year old was only wearing his blue bathrobe. Meelina propped her elbows on the window sill and smirked at the younger man when he tripped, causing his bathrobe to come untied.
"Darn," Meelina muttered. "Of course he’s wearing shorts under his robe.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, mom," Leaf teased, skidding to a halt. "Spying on poor Hii again. You know the man’s afraid of women. If he saw you staring, he’d probably have a heart attack."
Pouting, Meelina turned to Leaf, "I know, but I can look, can’t I? All the good guys are taken or gay."
Leaf smirked, "yeah, and Hii is gay."
"Whatever, but you have to admit, he has a fine body."
"MOTHER," Leaf groaned. "That’s something I really can’t do. Shesh, mom I am a guy you know." Leaf rolled his eyes, and grabbed an apple off the table. "Well I’m off."
As he was rushing out the door, Leaf could swear he heard Meelina say, ‘if only you knew.’
"Darn, I could have told them about those strange lights."
Humming a tune, Leaf followed the shortcut that lead me to his school. Not watching where he was going, Leaf screamed out, in alarm when he tripped over something.
"What in the world . . . " Eyes, going wide, he realized just what he had tripped over. A boy. A very skinny, very naked boy.
Leaf found himself staring in awe at the boy’s angelic face. He had long silver hair that was fanned out around him. It was thick and Leaf bet, very smooth to the touch. The boy looked like he was about seventeen. And was short. Probably about 5'5" in height. When standing up, he’d come to Leaf’s chest.
Feeling his face flush, Leaf reached out and shook the boy’s shoulder. Smooth skin, Leaf’s blush grew, as his eyes started to trail down the boys body. No stop it. That’s rude, and wrong. Leaf tore his eyes away from the teen’s chest and looked at his face again.
"Hey," Leaf shook the boy again. Nothing. "Hey, wake up."
Startling smoky, grey eyes shot open. Leaf couldn’t help it. He had to stare. He had never seen eyes like that before. The teen smiled, and set up, stretching.
Leaf watched, fascinated as the teen, then slowly stood up, stumbling on his feet. The next thing Leaf knew the boy took a step toward him and tripped, falling into his arms. "Hey, you okay?" Leaf asked, blushing madly as the boy wrapped his arms around his neck.
The teen smiled and hugged Leaf tightly. "Hello Master."
"M . . . m . . . master!" Leaf shouted, pushing the boy away. "What are you talking about?" Leaf watched, feeling guilty as the boy stumbled backwards, falling hard on his bare backside.
The teen looked up, his eyes wide, as tears started to form. "Master, not being nice to Key."
"Huh, Key?" Leaf rubbed at his temple and watched as once again, the boy stumbled to his feet. He started to walk toward Leaf, his arms outstretched. Leaf whimpered and backed away, feeling very confused.
"Key is me. I am Key." Key smiled and grabbed Leaf's hand, putting it on his chest. Leaf blushed, and tried to pull away, but surprisingly, the small teen was stronger then he looked.
"O..okay, so you’re Key."
Key nodded, smiling bright. "Yes, master gets it."
Key let go of Leaf’s hand, and Leaf had trouble removing it from his chest. But he did, suddenly feeling very cold. "Who are you, Key?"
Key blinked, cocking his head to the side, "Key is not understanding. Key is Key."
"Okay, sorry. What I mean, is where did you come from, Key?"
Key looked down at the ground, then back up at Leaf. "I am . . . Key is not sure," he said shrugging."
"Oh, can you tell me why you are calling me master?"
Nodding his head, Key smiled, "I was told, when Key woke up he would meet an angel. That angel would be Key’s master."
"A...angel," Leaf blushed. "I’m no angel."
Key walked over to Leaf and started to gaze at his face. "Key thinks you are. Key never seen anyone so . . . whats the word," Key paused, trying to find the right word. His face lit up and he snapped his fingers, "oh I know. Handsome. Yes, Key thinks master is handsome."
Blushing, Leaf looked at Key’s wide innocent eyes. "Okay, you can’t say stuff like that in front of others."
"But why, master?"
"Boys don’t say that to other boys here. It’s wrong."
Key frowned, "Key doesn’t understand, but he must obey master."
"That’s another thing: You can’t call me that in front of others. People don’t go about calling others master."
"But, Mas . . . I mean, then what can Key call you?"
"You may call me Leaf. That is my name."
"Yes, Mas . . . Yes, Leaf. I will call you that."
Leaf shook his head, feeling very sorry for this teen. It was obvious that someone had brainwashed him into thinking the first person he saw when he woke up was his master. Leaf watched at Key crawled on the ground following a lady bug, seeming amazed by the little red beetle. He’s like an innocent child.
"You have a lot to learn. Come on," Leaf held out his hand.
Key smiled, grabbing Leaf’s hand. "Then teach me, Ma . . . Leaf."
Key nodded, looking down at his body, "what’s wrong with Key’s body?"
Blushing, Leaf had to force himself not to look at Key, "nothing. People just don’t go naked."
"What’s the matter," Meelina shouted. She ran out of the bathroom, trailing soap and water.
Leaf rolled his eyes. So much for his talk that people didn’t go naked. "Meelina, you couldn’t put your robe on."
Meelina looked down and shrieked. "You didn’t see anything," she yelled, running back to the bathroom.
"People usually don’t go naked," Leaf whispered to Key.
Key nodded, "got it."
A few minutes later, Meelina came out wearing her bathrobe. "Now what is the matter?" Her eyes finally landed on Key. "Good graciosus, why is he naked?"
Leaf quickly told Meelina all about meeting Key.
"Well, what are you waiting for," Meelina scolded, "take him upstairs and get him dressed."
"Right," Leaf took Key’s hand and lead him upstairs. "This is my room," Leaf said, opening his door.
Key looked around, his eyes falling on a large pile of magazines.
"Go look at them if you want. I’m going to pick out something for you to wear." Leaf watched amused as Key giggled like a happy little girl, running and plopping on the ground next to the magazines. Taking one off the pile, he started to flip through it.
Going to his closet, Leaf threw it open and started to dig through his clothes. Dirty, dirty, dirty, ahh, these are clean. Leaf smiled at the white cotton shirt, and brown khaki shorts.
"You like these," Leaf asked, holding them out for Key to inspect?
Looking up, Key nodded, "hey mast . . . I mean, Leaf. What is mastabatin?"
Blushing bright red, Leaf snatched the magazine out of Key’s hands. He looked down at the cover and groaned. It had to be one of those magazines. Ten ways to make pleasuring yourself feel better, was printed across the front.
"Masturbating," Leaf corrected. "It’s something . . . er . . . well something people do to make their selves feel better . . . feel good."
"Oh," Key smiled, standing up. "Can Key do this?"
Leaf looked up at the ceiling, "i guess. Um, here," Leaf threw the clothes at Key, "get dressed."
The clothes landed on Key’s head, and he cutely looked through them at Leaf, "okay. But I still don’t understand what this mastybation thing is. Maybe Leaf can teach me how to do it."
"What!" Leaf shouted, glowing red.
"What, did I say?" Key perked his head, giving Leaf a confused look.
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