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Both males did a double-take at the question, stunned expressions and Altair being the first to look away with a speechless look. Whereas Desmond seemed to do that 'fish out of water' expression, opening and closing his mouth a few times before gnawing on his lower lip nervously.

"Well...I kinda wanna go." Lowering the fork, the band member rubbed his palm against his knuckles in an unsure fashion. "Then again...y'know...usually doesn't happen or..." Lowering his attention to his hands, Desmond made them stop their flustered movements. "...have a date."

This information seemed to please the slenderest of the football players, chuckling and turning to face the other outcast with a rather expectant stare. He was trying to help his friend out, but that didn't realize that he was causing more problems than intended.

Honey-brown eyes also turned to look at the hoodie wearing teen, who was simply sitting there and his fingers fiddling with a small strand of string sticking out of his jacket's sleeve. Noticing the silence after a minute or two, Altair turned his head to look over at the other three.

"...I really don't have fond memories of dances." was all he could manage to get out before feeling his cheeks redden from embarrassment and looking away once more, fingers continuing to mess with the string.

Noting Altair's embarrassment, Ezio thumped his teammate over the head. "You can really do the stupidest things sometimes."

Despite the rebuttal, Ugo grinned wide. "Well, I was just thinking..."

"Would you just eat?" Ezio rolled his eyes and turned back to work on their food.

That wasn't something that Ugo could do.

"Altair, what happened with your other dances?"

Stopping his hand's motions, the brunet slumped his shoulders. "The usual: go, music selection sucks, the person you go with ditches you..." At this he shrugged and reached for his fork to poke the rice with. A moment later lifting the hand with the utensil he twirled it around in a circle. "The jist."

Sighing, Desmond closed his eyes and reached his free hand up to rub his forehead. "You know Maria Thrope right?"

This mention of Maria grabbed Ugo's attention and he nodded his head in a brooding manner. He frowned. "Ah, yeah. You went with her? No surprise there."

"I don't know her. Who is she?" Ezio turned to look at Altair and then to Ugo. He wasn't usually sure what was going on with others, the gossip that people discussed around him passed through deaf ears.

"You wouldn't know her." Ugo nudged Ezio with his elbow.

"More like you wouldn't want to." Desmond supplied. Lifting up his hand, he motioned to the eating outcast. "She and Altair were together, in a sense...just to keep some jerk -"

"Uberto." After giving the name Altair went back to busying himself with the food, picking at it.

"Yeah, that guy. He wouldn't leave her alone so Altair stepped in and - yeah, I think you get the point. They broke up at a party..." Turning his head to look over at his friend, the brunet's eyes locked with gold and moved his hand to rub the lower half of his face. "...a party..."

"About six months ago. I'm surprised you remembered, considering you were too busy chatting it up with Speedy here." Altair then jabbed his index in Ugo's direction which got Desmond's cheeks to burn crimson.

The mention of the party had Ezio's ears practically perk up and he blinked, hoping that he could get some ground as to where the conversation was headed. It didn't make much sense to him, but he got that Desmond and Ugo had met before.

"I was not 'chatting it up,' it was a normal, civilized conversation. That and I heard the slap. Dude, everyone went dead silent."

"...you're lying on the account of the conversation."

"Am not. Anyway, where was I? Oh, yes. So they broke up and next thing I know..." Lifting his hands, he waved them between Ezio and the flustered Altair. "Altair and Ezio sittin' in a tree -"

"Shut. Up. Desmond." Stiffening his shoulders, Altair then moved to pull his hood back over his head and tugged it down some.

Ezio chuckled, shaking his head. "Lay off him guys, he's all red in the face." The boyfriend offered Altair a smile and gently poked him with his foot. "Well...I'm glad that you're not with her anymore." He said this because the conversation had brought a good few girls a table over to eavesdrop on them.

With a laugh, Ugo shook his head and pointedly looked at the girls with a 'dare devil' grin. "Something interesting you girls?"

They blushed, giggled, and all turned to gossip about what just happened, as if none of them had just been there.

I wonder if he'll even ask. It's not like I can just ignore the party. If I don't go, everyone will be suspicious...I just want to spend time with Altair... Ezio didn't look pleased as he turned away from the girls, thoughtful.

"Alright everyone! Get outta here." The bell ran above and the teacher looked rather displeased. Maybe it was because there were a few burned pots and pans that she would be stuck cleaning regardless.

Moving to get his things, Desmond grabbed all four plates and dumped the little food that was left on it. There wasn't really enough to take to lunch or whatever anyway. Slipping the strap of his backpack onto his shoulder, he then made his way out the door.

While, on the other hand, Altair was finally able to lift his hood up some after the embarrassment of his friend almost singing 'that' song. 'K-I-S-S-I-N-G' or whatever it was called. Though he had reached out to grab onto the back of Ezio's shirt once they were out of the room.

Not in a demanding manner, just the little 'I need to talk to you' grip. Where if it was brushed off it wouldn't bother either party in the slightest.

Ezio had just been about to leave with the rest of the class, but stayed back with a curious look.

They waited for the rest of the students to vanish down the hall, Ugo putting a hand on Desmond's shoulder and they walked off and out of sight.

He turned to face Altair and then looked around briefly to see if they were going to be overheard. "Is there something wrong?"

Releasing Ezio's shirt, the shorter male lifted his gaze to look at the other's face then slid his hands into his hoodie's pockets. Lowering his head, he scruffed the heel of his shoe into the linoleum. "Um..." Biting the inside of his cheek, Altair averted his eyes. "No. No, not really. I was just...kind of surprised you didn't remember the party that Desmond brought up."

He cocked his head to the side in thought, and then frowned. "What're you talking about?"

Altair then looked straight at Ezio's face with an awkward smile. "Y'know...seeing as you did see my ex with one of your teammates...and you were there, so..."

"That's...that's not what I meant. How could I forget that party?" Ezio smiled putting his hand on Altair's shoulder. "I'll never forget that night. The way that you helped me out of that embarrassing 'speech' and...how we spent the rest of it at the playground."

Taking his hands out of his jacket, he then shrugged. "Anyway, yeah, that was it. Really." Stepping around the jock to head toward the hallway, Altair paused after being a foot or two away and turned to face Ezio once more. "...can we meet up after school's over?"

In every movie and every day time television show that Ezio had ever seen with his sister, that was never a good sign. Something that Altair couldn't say right now? What could that possibly be?

He rubbed the back of his neck and blinked, forcing a smile. "Uh...sure. Where?"

Seeing this as a reaction had Altair lower his gaze to the strained happy expression the other was sporting. "The parking lot...i-in your car." He shifted, feeling awkward in his own skin for once. "I...got something to say. I don't want anyone else to hear it." Turning his sights down the hall where his destination was, Altair then looked back at Ezio. "All right?"

"Yeah...I'll meet you over there. It's on the south side today, I couldn't get the usual parking spot this morning." He looked around and saw that everyone seemed to have gone to their next classes, so Ezio stepped forward, and kissed Altair. "Sorry, just...wanted to."

The kiss was something that the shorter male hadn't expected in the slightest, his breath hitched right when the contact had been made and stared at the other with wide eyes. Blinking out of his miniature state of shock, (yes, shock, seeing as Ezio just kissed him in the middle of the hallway) Altair shook his head to get his mind back to running straight. "N-no, that's fine."

Reaching a hand out, he grabbed onto his boyfriend's shirt. Altair felt very out of his comfort zone at the moment and leaned up while closing his eyes to then press a chaste kiss to the jock's lips. Letting go of the shirt slowly, Altair pulled back from the kiss in the same fashion, eyes opening and feeling his teeth capture his lower lip to bite on it as he took a step back.

"I'll...see you later." Turning on his heel, he then made his way to where he was supposed to be, oh-so glad the shadows produced from his hood were covering half his face for more than once since this whole thing started.

And with that, all of Ezio's fears were gone.

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Both males did a double-take at the question, stunned expressions and Altair being the first to look away with a speechless look. Whereas Desmond seemed to do that 'fish out of water' expression, opening and closing his mouth a few times before gnawing on his lower lip nervously.

"Well...I kinda wanna go." Lowering the fork, the band member rubbed his palm against his knuckles in an unsure fashion. "Then again...y'know...usually doesn't happen or..." Lowering his attention to his hands, Desmond made them stop their flustered movements. "...have a date."

This information seemed to please the slenderest of the football players, chuckling and turning to face the other outcast with a rather expectant stare. He was trying to help his friend out, but that didn't realize that he was causing more problems than intended.

Honey-brown eyes also turned to look at the hoodie wearing teen, who was simply sitting there and his fingers fiddling with a small strand of string sticking out of his jacket's sleeve. Noticing the silence after a minute or two, Altair turned his head to look over at the other three.

"...I really don't have fond memories of dances." was all he could manage to get out before feeling his cheeks redden from embarrassment and looking away once more, fingers continuing to mess with the string.

Noting Altair's embarrassment, Ezio thumped his teammate over the head. "You can really do the stupidest things sometimes."

Despite the rebuttal, Ugo grinned wide. "Well, I was just thinking..."

"Would you just eat?" Ezio rolled his eyes and turned back to work on their food.

That wasn't something that Ugo could do.

"Altair, what happened with your other dances?"

Stopping his hand's motions, the brunet slumped his shoulders. "The usual: go, music selection sucks, the person you go with ditches you..." At this he shrugged and reached for his fork to poke the rice with. A moment later lifting the hand with the utensil he twirled it around in a circle. "The jist."

Sighing, Desmond closed his eyes and reached his free hand up to rub his forehead. "You know Maria Thrope right?"

This mention of Maria grabbed Ugo's attention and he nodded his head in a brooding manner. He frowned. "Ah, yeah. You went with her? No surprise there."

"I don't know her. Who is she?" Ezio turned to look at Altair and then to Ugo. He wasn't usually sure what was going on with others, the gossip that people discussed around him passed through deaf ears.

"You wouldn't know her." Ugo nudged Ezio with his elbow.

"More like you wouldn't want to." Desmond supplied. Lifting up his hand, he motioned to the eating outcast. "She and Altair were together, in a sense...just to keep some jerk -"

"Uberto." After giving the name Altair went back to busying himself with the food, picking at it.

"Yeah, that guy. He wouldn't leave her alone so Altair stepped in and - yeah, I think you get the point. They broke up at a party..." Turning his head to look over at his friend, the brunet's eyes locked with gold and moved his hand to rub the lower half of his face. "...a party..."

"About six months ago. I'm surprised you remembered, considering you were too busy chatting it up with Speedy here." Altair then jabbed his index in Ugo's direction which got Desmond's cheeks to burn crimson.

The mention of the party had Ezio's ears practically perk up and he blinked, hoping that he could get some ground as to where the conversation was headed. It didn't make much sense to him, but he got that Desmond and Ugo had met before.

"I was not 'chatting it up,' it was a normal, civilized conversation. That and I heard the slap. Dude, everyone went dead silent."

"...you're lying on the account of the conversation."

"Am not. Anyway, where was I? Oh, yes. So they broke up and next thing I know..." Lifting his hands, he waved them between Ezio and the flustered Altair. "Altair and Ezio sittin' in a tree -"

"Shut. Up. Desmond." Stiffening his shoulders, Altair then moved to pull his hood back over his head and tugged it down some.

Ezio chuckled, shaking his head. "Lay off him guys, he's all red in the face." The boyfriend offered Altair a smile and gently poked him with his foot. "Well...I'm glad that you're not with her anymore." He said this because the conversation had brought a good few girls a table over to eavesdrop on them.

With a laugh, Ugo shook his head and pointedly looked at the girls with a 'dare devil' grin. "Something interesting you girls?"

They blushed, giggled, and all turned to gossip about what just happened, as if none of them had just been there.

I wonder if he'll even ask. It's not like I can just ignore the party. If I don't go, everyone will be suspicious...I just want to spend time with Altair... Ezio didn't look pleased as he turned away from the girls, thoughtful.

"Alright everyone! Get outta here." The bell ran above and the teacher looked rather displeased. Maybe it was because there were a few burned pots and pans that she would be stuck cleaning regardless.

Moving to get his things, Desmond grabbed all four plates and dumped the little food that was left on it. There wasn't really enough to take to lunch or whatever anyway. Slipping the strap of his backpack onto his shoulder, he then made his way out the door.

While, on the other hand, Altair was finally able to lift his hood up some after the embarrassment of his friend almost singing 'that' song. 'K-I-S-S-I-N-G' or whatever it was called. Though he had reached out to grab onto the back of Ezio's shirt once they were out of the room.

Not in a demanding manner, just the little 'I need to talk to you' grip. Where if it was brushed off it wouldn't bother either party in the slightest.

Ezio had just been about to leave with the rest of the class, but stayed back with a curious look.

They waited for the rest of the students to vanish down the hall, Ugo putting a hand on Desmond's shoulder and they walked off and out of sight.

He turned to face Altair and then looked around briefly to see if they were going to be overheard. "Is there something wrong?"

Releasing Ezio's shirt, the shorter male lifted his gaze to look at the other's face then slid his hands into his hoodie's pockets. Lowering his head, he scruffed the heel of his shoe into the linoleum. "Um..." Biting the inside of his cheek, Altair averted his eyes. "No. No, not really. I was just...kind of surprised you didn't remember the party that Desmond brought up."

He cocked his head to the side in thought, and then frowned. "What're you talking about?"

Altair then looked straight at Ezio's face with an awkward smile. "Y'know...seeing as you did see my ex with one of your teammates...and you were there, so..."

"That's...that's not what I meant. How could I forget that party?" Ezio smiled putting his hand on Altair's shoulder. "I'll never forget that night. The way that you helped me out of that embarrassing 'speech' and...how we spent the rest of it at the playground."

Taking his hands out of his jacket, he then shrugged. "Anyway, yeah, that was it. Really." Stepping around the jock to head toward the hallway, Altair paused after being a foot or two away and turned to face Ezio once more. "...can we meet up after school's over?"

In every movie and every day time television show that Ezio had ever seen with his sister, that was never a good sign. Something that Altair couldn't say right now? What could that possibly be?

He rubbed the back of his neck and blinked, forcing a smile. "Uh...sure. Where?"

Seeing this as a reaction had Altair lower his gaze to the strained happy expression the other was sporting. "The parking lot...i-in your car." He shifted, feeling awkward in his own skin for once. "I...got something to say. I don't want anyone else to hear it." Turning his sights down the hall where his destination was, Altair then looked back at Ezio. "All right?"

"Yeah...I'll meet you over there. It's on the south side today, I couldn't get the usual parking spot this morning." He looked around and saw that everyone seemed to have gone to their next classes, so Ezio stepped forward, and kissed Altair. "Sorry, just...wanted to."

The kiss was something that the shorter male hadn't expected in the slightest, his breath hitched right when the contact had been made and stared at the other with wide eyes. Blinking out of his miniature state of shock, (yes, shock, seeing as Ezio just kissed him in the middle of the hallway) Altair shook his head to get his mind back to running straight. "N-no, that's fine."

Reaching a hand out, he grabbed onto his boyfriend's shirt. Altair felt very out of his comfort zone at the moment and leaned up while closing his eyes to then press a chaste kiss to the jock's lips. Letting go of the shirt slowly, Altair pulled back from the kiss in the same fashion, eyes opening and feeling his teeth capture his lower lip to bite on it as he took a step back.

"I'll...see you later." Turning on his heel, he then made his way to where he was supposed to be, oh-so glad the shadows produced from his hood were covering half his face for more than once since this whole thing started.

And with that, all of Ezio's fears were gone.