Grease and Cheer [Augy]

[Augusta Davingoun]

Augusta had no idea Kristopher was going to flip out. But when he heard and saw the blond move around him and then lift a hand to hit him, he knew what he had said had upset Kris. He felt the sharp pain in his cheek, a familiar sting. He felt something rage up inside him but he took a step back and cleaned his fists. He suddenly wanted to strike back but he forced himself not to. He deserved it. For thinking so negatively. But he had a strong urge to go hit back, fight back, not take that kind of crap. But if he hurt Kristopher... He'd never forgive himself.

He looked at Kris just slightly, still keeping his head towards the ground. The face showed it all, the blond didn't even have to talk for Augy to get the point across. Kristopher wanted him to move on, to pick up his things and keep going. He'd been doing that for so long, taking his beatings and just getting up and kept going. He'd been doing that for... ever. But he somehow just couldn't let this go. Something was holding him back to it, pulling him back. Something he just couldn't get over.

Augusta didn't move very far, about a couple steps, but his yell was loud enough to make 90% of the kids stop what they were doing and turn thier heads to him. " I still don't know what Jouhnin said!!! I can't remember it!!! I barely remember anything from that day!! I... Cannot get over this until I find out what he said!!!" he yelled, his voice equal in pain and anger and fear. " Whatever he said to me... Whatever it was... It won't let me remember!!! I need to know why he did this!!!!" he yelled at Kristopher. Not in anger at Kris but making sure the blond could hear him. Because in reality it sounded more like begging, not angry yelling.

The next part he said in a quieter voice. " I... I... I can't remember!" he said and put his hands on either side of his head. He wanted to badly to figure this out but his subconscious wouldn't let him. His hands tensed up, wrapping into his jet black locks as he dropped his head and stared at the ground. He clenched his jaw and closed his eyes. Why was this so important! He didn't even understand why he cared so much!

[Kristopher Roberts]

Kristopher wasn't shocked at the yelling and he wouldn't of been surprised if he had been hit right back. He knew how violent Augusta could be as of late. He dealt with it before once already and he was lucky his brother never got word of it. So when Augusta decided to yell, Kristopher stopped in his tracks only for a moment.

" I still don't know what Jouhnin said!!! I can't remember it!!! I barely remember anything from that day!! I... Cannot get over this until I find out what he said!!!"

The blond turned on his heels and faced his loved one with an unreadable face much like the old one he used to wear to hide his feelings before he learned to let them out. He could tell this was eatting at Augusta, eating him plan alive. Kristopher could give him the answers he wanted but he couldn't, he wasn't allowed too. If he spoke those words Augusta so badly wanted to hear then Augusta would be----no he couldn't tell him.

The blond averted his eyes from Augusta.

" Whatever he said to me... Whatever it was... It won't let me remember!!! I need to know why he did this!!!!"

"Just forget about it, Augusta. It's not worth remembering, theres a reason you can't recall it. Don't try. Take it from someone who had to fight with his own memories. There's just somethings worth not remembering and believe me when I say this, cause I love you. Forget about it. Just forget, don't try to recall what it is and don't go questioning Jouhnin."

He hated to pull this card, but it was for Augusta's own good. Kristopher knew it because...he knew what Jouhnin said to Augusta. He knew everything.

"If you really love me, Davingoun, then forget about Jouhnin and what he said to you."

It was selfish of him to ask that, he knew it but he was doing it for Augusta's safety only, even if he didn't know. But if Augusta found out that Jou knew everything...then his hope would be crushed. Kristopher didn't want to see that, ever.

Slowly, Kristopher walked up to Augusta and put a hand on either side of his face, staring at Augusta. Begging him and all this time speaking softly. "Please." He begged. But he knew Augusta would only get even more mad and tell him no. More then likely push him away.

[Augusta Davingoun]

"Just forget about it, Augusta. It's not worth remembering, theres a reason you can't recall it. Don't try. Take it from someone who had to fight with his own memories. There's just somethings worth not remembering and believe me when I say this, cause I love you. Forget about it. Just forget, don't try to recall what it is and don't go questioning Jouhnin."

Augusta pulled his head away from his hands, looking at kris with a slightly shocked and concerned look. He didn't really understand, why was Kris so bent on him forgetting it. What did Kristopher know that he didn't? He felt a bit out of the loop, Kristopher knew a something, something he wasn't willing to tell. Which made him a bit angry, why would Kris hide something like this from him? This was unreasonable!

"If you really love me, Davingoun, then forget about Jouhnin and what he said to you. Please."

Augusta felt Kris's hands on his face and he looked at Kris with a face that was bordering on anger and depression. He stared at kris with his deep dark eyes with a slight frown. " You know something I don't... Don't you...?" he said softly and then glanced away. " You're hiding things from me again Kris... But I know you're just gonna tell me it's for my own good. And I do love you Kristopher... a lot... But... This is causing me so much... turmoil... I can;t stand it anymore..." he said softly and closed his eyes, showing off the long scar that started on his cheekbone and ran across his eye and through his eyebrow.

" Did Jouhnin tell you not to tell me? What did he say he was going to do huh? What threat did he try and give this time... They are always empty anyway..." he said, his tone slightly dark.

[Kristopher Roberts]

" You know something I don't... Don't you...?"

The blond was careful not the flinch, he wasn't ready for such a confrontation yet. He figured Augusta would yell at him and walk away. Probably do his usual, try not to smack him, yell, cry, or tell him they are done---for the 4th time was it? Well, neither seemed to be happening but now he had to be on guard. For Augusta's sake.

"You're hiding things from me again Kris... But I know you're just gonna tell me it's for my own good. And I do love you Kristopher... a lot... But... This is causing me so much... turmoil... I can;t stand it anymore..."

Kristopher didn't say anything nor did he answer the questions thrown at him. Instead he let his fingers caress the side of Augusta's face, a finger trailing down the end of he scar that was under his glasses. He studied Augusta, calculating what could happen within his mind.

"You are jumping to conclusions, Augusta. I just want you to be safe and forget those events like I had to forget the event with the Ezel's. I'm here for you, isn't that all that matters? Just me and you?" He said softly, trying to sway Augusta down a new road. Away from this conversation and away from the things bothering him.

" Did Jouhnin tell you not to tell me? What did he say he was going to do huh? What threat did he try and give this time... They are always empty anyway..."

Kristopher tilted his head to the side slowly, his working eye staring at Augusta, giving away nothing. "A boogie's threat is never empty, love. I've learned that by now." he sighed softly, "Please don't use that tone with me...you scare me when you do that." He ran his hands slowly up the side of Augusta's head.

"I just want you to be happy...and you trying to remember all these bad things aren't doing it...you're going to make yourself sicker or more angry and then what, love?"

"Are you going to hit me then?" It's what Kristopher wanted to say to Augusta but he knew better. He wouldn't bring himself to say such things to Augusta. Even if Augusta did become violent with him, he still would love him and forgive him. It wouldn't be like it was at home. Augusta cared. His parent's didn't. He reached over and took one of Augusta's hands and held it with both of his and brought it to his lips, kissing it lightly.

"Don't do this..."

[Augusta Davingoun]

"You are jumping to conclusions, Augusta. I just want you to be safe and forget those events like I had to forget the event with the Ezel's. I'm here for you, isn't that all that matters? Just me and you?"

Augusta looked back at Kristopher and that green eye of his. He could never read Kristopher. Sometimes he could, but sometimes... sometimes it was impossible. Augusta hated when he couldn't see the emotion in Kris's face. Drove him crazy. He nodded slowly. Trying not to say anything rash. He felt Kris's hands touch his face here and there. It made him feel a bit better,but he still knew that Kris was hiding something. But for once he decided that maybe he should let it go.

"A boogie's threat is never empty, love. I've learned that by now. Please don't use that tone with me...you scare me when you do that. I just want you to be happy...and you trying to remember all these bad things aren't doing it...you're going to make yourself sicker or more angry and then what, love?"

Augusta shook his head softly, " I... I'm sorry I just... ugh... I hate this... with the eye and Boogies and everything... You're the one thing that doesn't make me feel angry... You're the only one I can trust..." he said softly, " But sometimes... sometimes I feel like everything is closing in... I can barely find my own two feet some days and I hate not knowing what going on..." he said softly, deadly soft really. Augusta wasn't normally this quite. Normally he was blunt and rude and harsh and loud about everything. Violent and angry and obnoxious. But ever since he got sick he became sort of a log, a rock, completely void of anything really. Until now of course.

The kiss to his hand made Augy take a step closer to kris and wrap his arms around the blond, using Kris as furniture he basically hugged and laid on the blond for support. He didn't cry he just sat there. Unable or too unmotivated to move, Augusta just laid his forehead on Kris's shoulder and let out a deep sigh. " I'm sorry... I'm just so fucked up... I don't deserve you... you're always so calm and composed and wise... I'm just a stupid kid compared to you..."

[Kristopher Roberts]

" I... I'm sorry I just... ugh... I hate this... with the eye and Boogies and everything... You're the one thing that doesn't make me feel angry... You're the only one I can trust..." he said softly, "

Choo, choo. All aboard the emo and guilt trip train!

Kristopher let out a sigh, Augusta had no idea how bad that just made Kristopher feel. The blone was guilty of hiding shit. Two things actually, about the Jou thing and the fact he had a new eye that he wasn't sure how Augusta would take it. He hated this damn train ride.

" But sometimes... sometimes I feel like everything is closing in... I can barely find my own two feet some days and I hate not knowing what going on..."

"It's alright. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere, you know that Augusta. I'm here with you through the thick and thin." he chuckled softly then, "We are particually married---well---almost." With that said, he glanced down at his watch that he wore as an engagment watch. He had almost lost it to Jou...the bastard wasn't taking it from him.

" I'm sorry... I'm just so fucked up... I don't deserve you... you're always so calm and composed and wise... I'm just a stupid kid compared to you..."

He slide his arms around the older ones middle and side, standing as still as he could. "You're not a fuck up. You're just confused and lost...there's a difference. You're not anyone dangerous, just a lost kid. Which is funny...in an odd sense...seeing as I am younger then you. So should these roles be reversed love?" He mused for a moment and kissed Augusta on the side of the neck and let the boy use him as a support beam. It must of been odd too, seeing as how much bigger Augusta was compared to him.

"Well will just take things one at a time." he paused and pressed his lips together, pondering on some matters. "One at a time..." Why did it sound so bad to him to say such a thing. Especially when he thought about his secerts and the gift Naelona gave to him not long ago.

[Augusta Davingoun]

"It's alright. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere, you know that Augusta. I'm here with you through the thick and thin. We are practically married---well---almost."

Kris was right, he would always be there. But what would Augy do when Kristopher wasn't? What then? Augusta was a walking time bomb, sooner or later he was going to explode, and god help him and everyone around him then. Cause not every leader was perfect. And the best leaders in history always had bad days. Very, very bad days. Though none of them ever lived as a slave in an alternate dimension either so maybe it was just Augusta's environment. He sighed softly into Kristopher's shoulder. "I know Kris..."

"You're not a fuck up. You're just confused and lost...there's a difference. You're not anyone dangerous, just a lost kid. Which is funny...in an odd sense...seeing as I am younger then you. So should these roles be reversed love? Well will just take things one at a time. One at a time..."

Augusta chuckled lightly, " I may be older but you've always acted like the adult. You're always taken care of me... I might as well be like... 16 and you be 19... I act like a brat sometimes..." he joked and hugged Kristopher tightly for a second, a love able squeeze. He cuddled the blond then, feeling a bit better. " Thanks Kris... " he said softly, " I love you..." he said and leaned back just enough to kiss the blond on the cheek. He sighed softly and cuddled the blond some more. He waited for a second before smiling.

" I'm really hungry... maybe it's time for some lunch?" he asked softly. Even though he knew it was was past noon, more like 3 or 4 o' clock.

[Kristopher Roberts]

"I know Kris..."

Did he really? Kris wondered that sometimes because of how Augusta acted...it always seemed like he was afraid Kristopher was going to run away. Hell, after three break ups, one would think it would get through Augusta's head that Kristopher wasn't going anywhere unless dead. Hell, Kris had been cheating death for 19 years now...it was a merical he was even alive when healter kids died before him.

" I may be older but you've always acted like the adult. You're always taken care of me... I might as well be like... 16 and you be 19... I act like a brat sometimes...Thanks Kris...I love you..."

He smiled softly, "Someone has to be the adult here sometimes. But I will admit, I would love you to be it sometime." He chuckled a little then and cuddled right along with Augusta. "I love you too, but you already know that." said the doctor.

When Augusta pulled away with a kiss, Kristopher went back to holding Augusta's hand.

" I'm really hungry... maybe it's time for some lunch?"

"Let's go home then, I'll make you something to eat. Maybe a salad or a sandwich of some kind. Jeff should of been done stalking up the kitchen today." Kris turned away, walking with Augusta on his blind side back towards the Boogie Palace. "Then tomorrow, maybe we can go out on our outing. Take a break from everything...and Ken can stay home as well." He stated simply as the feline shot after them, walking beside Kristopher, not near Augusta for a change.

"Then after we eat, how about a nice bath? Heaven knows you need it." He smiled cheerfully then as he normally did.

[Augusta Davingoun]

"Someone has to be the adult here sometimes. But I will admit, I would love you to be it sometime. I love you too, but you already know that."

Augusta sighed softly. He knew he was never going to be the adult, until he got a proper shrink and medications, he wasn't mentally well enough to be an adult. He always found himself inferior, useless, not good enough. And until he got the needed help, he would always think like such. How Kristopher dealt with Augusta is beyond anybodies knowledge. Butsomeho9w they just seemed to fit so well together. A match made in heaven. Excepted Wonderland was no heaven, it was more of a Hell than anything.

"Let's go home then, I'll make you something to eat. Maybe a salad or a sandwich of some kind. Jeff should of been done stalking up the kitchen today. Then tomorrow, maybe we can go out on our outing. Take a break from everything...and Ken can stay home as well."

Augusta squeezed Kris's hand a bit and nodded. He looked up at the sky, the sun was bright today, and put his other hand over his eyes to shield them from the sun. " Yeah... Tomorrow sounds like a good plan... Maybe it will be as sunny as it was today... That'd be nice..." he said. He looked over when Kris mentioned a bath he let go of Kris's hand as he started to chuckle. He took that same arm and wrapped it around the blonds waist as they walked, pulling Kris closer. " Are you suggesting I'm dirty?" he asked in a sly tone and he leaned down and kissed his counterpart on the cheek. Walking up the steps into the palace he let go of Kristopher and turned, walking backwards up the stairs in front of the blond. " Cause I can assure you I'm not" he joked putting a hand over his heart.

[Kristopher Roberts]

Yeah... Tomorrow sounds like a good plan... Maybe it will be as sunny as it was today... That'd be nice..."

Kristopher smiled then and chuckled lightly, "It does sound like a plan and I am sure the weather will be just fine." He stated, looking up into the sky to peer at the sun for a moment. He lowered his eyes as Augusta held him close. Leaning into him softly, he walked along with his love.

" Are you suggesting I'm dirty?"

He poked his tongue against the side of his mouth as if to hold back a laughter or something. But smiling ever so innocently, he spoke just as innocently. "Dirty? My dear, you are always dirty in one form or the other." Raising a hand, he patted Augusta firmly on the chest.

When they parted and moved up the stairs, he raised a brow at Augusta. " Cause I can assure you I'm not" Kristopher put his hands behind his back as he watched his counterpart. "You're going to fall doing that." He warned and then added. "Oh honey, I can assure you, that you are. You are as clean as a pig rolling about in the mud." He teased, taking two stairs at a time.

"We are going to need a lot of soap to get you sparkling clean again."

[Augusta Davingoun]

"You're going to fall doing that. Oh honey, I can assure you, that you are. You are as clean as a pig rolling about in the mud."

Augusta rolled his eyes as he walked up the stairs backwards. " No I'm not... Have a little faith would yah?" he said happily and when he got the the top he turned and laughed. Kristopher was right of course, he was very dirty, literally. And of course he was mentally dirty. Though he had to admit, when him and Kris were first starting to get together, it was Kris who was a teasing pervert. But that was a topic for another day. Augusta smiled softly, " Yeah yeah... I know..." he said and took Kris's hand and walked into the palace, passing by the large staircases and heading towards the kitchen.

"We are going to need a lot of soap to get you sparkling clean again."

The older man sighed, " Yeah well..." then he realized how perverted that sounded and suppressed giggles. But a few escaped. He stopped of course and replied quickly. " Maybe so, but righ now I'm really hungry." he said and dragged Kristopher into the kitchen. Jokingly he patted Kristopher on the shoulder and said. " Make meh a sammach woman!" he laughed and he winked at Kris before jumping up to sit on the counter. he let his feet dangle, the large black boots making a hard clunk against the wooden cabinets. He smiled, even though he knew Kris might hit him or yell for being so bossy and rude.

He'd get over it.

[Kristopher Roberts]

" No I'm not... Have a little faith would yah?"

Kristopher smiled brightly as ever and brushed his curls from his face. "Oh please, I have plenty of faith in you love. However, I have none for that little mind of yours." He reached out and poked Augusta in the forhead playfully before his hand was happily captured between Augusta's fingers.

This is what Kristopher loved and missed, the way they played off each other and had so much fun. This was what Kristopher was wanting eariler today and he seemed like he got it for the moment. But that could quickly change and so he took as much in as he possible could.

" Maybe so, but righ now I'm really hungry."

"Really hungry? For what?" He laughed taking it to a perverted thought and added, "I am so not going being put on a silver plater today." he teased Augusta and elbowed him lightly in the ribs only to be pushed forward into the kitchen. With a phrase that made him laugh and taken him off guard some.

" Make meh a sammach woman!"

"Do I look like a woman to you?" Kristopher asked when he turned to regard his love, hand on hip and finger pointing at himself. But he was taking it all in humor and stuck his tongue out at the French man that was being so rudy all so suddenly. "I'll make you a sammach alright, a knuckle one." He teased but went about getting down some bread and the usual sammich making materials.

He plopped down on the counter and started slapping it together. When he finished making a chicken sandwitch for Augusta, he promptly stuffed it in the boys mouth. "One sandwitch for one dirty frenchmans mouth." He laughed. Kris on the other hand didn't make a sandwich, instead he grabbed a long pickle slice and chewed on it.

[Augusta Davingoun]

"Really hungry? For what? I am so not going being put on a silver plater today."

"And you call me the pervert!" he said and rubbed his recently elbowed ribs. He chuckled lightly as Kris turned around and asked him he Kris looked like a woman. He shurgged lightly as he stared for a second. He got a puzzled look, of course it was fake, and sighed. " I don;t know Kris, it's really debatable weather you're a woman or not." He held back giggles as he sat on the counter. " I mean... you could just be a really flat-chested girl!" he then couldn;t help himself as he bursted into fits of giggles. He put two hands over his face as he laughed. " M--maybe we c--can dress you u--up!" he said between chuckles. Oh dear, Augy was a mean guy, but it was really funny after all. Kris in girls clothes would be hysterical! Augusta might die from laughing so hard. But of course Kris would never let Augy put him in girl's clothes. Kris had a strict 'no cross-dressing' policy. Or atleast he told Augusta that he did.

"One sandwitch for one dirty frenchmans mouth."

Augusta happily munched on his sandwhich with a big grin as he watched kristopher get a pickle slice and begin munching on it. Augusta took the sandwhich out of his mouth and started giggling. So much for not being the pervert. Augusta just found that so very amusing.

" I get a show with my dinner! How great!"

[Kristopher Roberts]

I don;t know Kris, it's really debatable weather you're a woman or not. I mean... you could just be a really flat-chested girl! M--maybe we c--can dress you u--up!"

Kristopher had the look of, Ah-huh, going on for the moment as he raised a brow. He looked very calm but not amused by the idea of being in a dress. No way would he ever be in one unless Augusta got him drunk and put him in one. God, the thought in itself was bad enough.

He didn't say anything on the matter, no he just nibbled on his pickle and rolled it around from one side of his mouth to the other. Sucking on it sometimes, he rather liked pickles especially the bread and butter kind. However what Augusta soon said made the boy blush.

" I get a show with my dinner! How great!"

And almost choke on the pickle. But he gathered his composure and tilted his head to the side to view his love. A small smile tugged on his lips as he slowly took the pickle out of his mouth, gave it on long lick and then promptly...took a large and loud crunch bite out of it as his eyes locked onto Augusta's.

"Great isn't?" he chuckled lightly before placing the pickle back into his mouth. Resting a hand on Augusta's knee as well. "So, about that dress..."