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James' mind was so preoccupied that he hadn't noticed Weilan's rapidly improving mood or the weather's turn for the better. He did notice Weilan's covered lower body and gave him a disapproving look, "Did I tell you to put that on yet?" James calmly walked over to the boy and gave him one firm push to the chest, sending him down on to the couch. He then balanced on the edge, pulled up the towel to reveal Weilan's burnt thighs, and leaned down to get a closer look. The boy's once fair skin was raw and red but it didn't appear to be blistering yet.

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Before Weilan had a chance to argue James had walked over to him, pushing him back on the couch and removed his towel. He seemed intent at looking at his burns. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." Weilan retorted as he sat up, leaning closer to James as he reached for his towel. "May I have my towel back, please?" he said in a calm tone only inches from James' face.

-- Edited by SimplyMe on Friday 26th of June 2009 03:32:56 AM

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"No, you may not" James replied flatly and placed a quick kiss on Weilan's lips before he placed a hand on the boy's chest to push him back against the couch. His hand remained against his chest and held him in place so he couldn't move again. He stared at the burn marks for a few more minutes before leaning back up and placing the towel on Weilan's lap once more. "I believe they won't blister but I'll have you checked over to make sure. As for this trip I'm taking to the neighboring Kingdom, you will not be going." James stood up and made his way towards the bedroom door, "Let's make this quick, I'm behind schedule."

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Weilan sighed in frustration as James told him no and plassed a light kiss to his lips. He was slightly uncomfortable as James pushed him back down on the couch, his hand lingering on his chest as he checked over Weilans burns once more. He only nodded to the comment and the burn not blistering, but when James said he wouldn't be going along for the ride to the neighbor kingdom, an evil grin pulled at the corners of Weilan's mouth. No doubt the wheels in his head were turning. "Far be it for me to put you behind schedual..." Weilan said in a mocking tone, rolling his eyes. Weilan stood, wrapping the towel around him as he walked over to James, keeping about arms length away from him. "Well?" he said annoyed as he gave James the up down. 'Note to self, James isn't that bad looking.' he thought to himself smiling.

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James opened the door and allowed Weilan to walk through first. He stopped a servant walking by, a blonde boy dressed in navy blue, and ordered a fresh pair of clothes for each of them be delivered down stairs to the bath area. The boy nodded and rushed away to complete his given task. The bedroom door closed behind him of it's own accord as they began to travel down the hall side by side. James pressed in, brushing hips with Weilan. He reached down and lifted the boy's towel, delivering a quick smack to his bare ass before walking a little ahead, a smirk on his lips.

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Weilan rolled his eyes as James held the door open for him. He waited while James ordered another servant to bring them fresh clothes to the bath. 'I wonder what happened to my clothes.." he thought to himself. The thought escaped him as James lifted his towel a bit and gave him a quick smack on his butt. Weilan stopped for a second, his face a bit flushed, as he glared after James. As he caught up with James, Weilan glanced at him sideways, a mischievious expression on his face. Without skipping a beat, Weilan reached out grabbing James' towel and ran ahead.

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Normally it would have been expected of James to loose his cool but a smirk slid on to his face. He was as arrogant as ever as he thrust his hips out and strutted down the hallway. He had a healthy build, nicely tanned skin, and he was well endowed, nothing to be ashamed of. James continued down the hall, ignoring the stares he recieved from the servants.

Snickering was heard from the other end of the hall on the first floor, once James made it down the three floors and two spiral staircases. He looked up expecting to see Weilan but he was greeted with Tristan's gloating face instead.

"Missing something James?" He held his young brother's towel in one hand and was gripping Weilan by the arm in his other hand.

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Weilan wasn't sure how he should react in this situation. Who was this person, and how did he know James? Should he get away from him? All these questions were going through his head as he looked to James for an answer. "Um...Ja, I mean Master?" Weilan figured it was better to play dumb at this point, rather then try to make a scene. He glanced to the man who had him by his arm, then back to James. A little lightbulb went off as Weilan realized that this must be the brother that James had been talking about. The same one who's gaurds had brought him here. "Do you mind?" Weilan said in a polite tone, looking at his arm where Tristan had a hold of him.

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"I do mind, actually" Tristan replied calmly. "This isn't a slave market where you can run wild. You have a set place to be here and if your Master can't control you, then perhaps you need to go back." As Tristan criticized Weilan, he took the time to give the boy a slow once over. The boy was one of the more gorgeous creatures James picked to be his slave.

James marched down the hall and snatched the towel dangling from his brother's hand and quickly tied it around his waist. He gave his older brother his best glare and jerked Weilan away from Tristan. "Go into the bathroom" James ordered the boy, pointing towards the door to the left of them.

Tristan folded his arms over his chest and smirked at his younger brother. "I know that look. What do you want and what do I get out of it?"

"I have to go to a meeting with the neighboring Kingdom about my marriage to Lena. Obviously handling Weilan isn't a problem for you. I want you to watch over him while I'm gone. You get to live a free life, that's what you get out of it!" James replied sharply.

"Ok. I'll do it because you're such a good brother, taking that..female..off of my hands" Tristan said mockingly. He was thinking he would make his salad on Weilan after James was safely gone.

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Weilan shot a look at James when Tristan made the comment about sending wild slaves back the market. He was glad when James yanked him away from his brother. Weilan took it as a sign that James wasn't going to send him anywhere...that is until he pointed to the bathroom and told him to go in. Weilan sighed and nodded obediantly, walking toward the door. He hesitated only for a second before entering the bath. Once inside, he wondered what would have happened if he had given in to his desire to stand behind James, wrapping his arms around his waist. He shook the thought away as Tristans words played back in his memory. That was something he was definately going to ask James about later.

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"For future reference" James said as he began to walk away, "I'd appreciate it if you'd keep your thoughts about wild slaves to yourself. What I do with my slaves is my business and mine alone."

James crossed the narrow hallway and pushed the door to the bathroom open, allowing it to slam closed in Tristan's face behind him. He walked across the room and picked up a bar of soap of and a clean wash cloth. He marched back across the room, a sour expression on his face that, for once, wasn't Weilan's fault.

He untied his towel and let it pool at it feet before slipping into the water. "Weilan, come here" he said firmly.

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As James walked into the bathroom, Weilan jumped as the door slammed, in Tristan's face no less...He watched James intently as he crossed the room, gabbing something, then crossed back untieing his towel and slipping into the bath. "I'm sorry." Weilan said, as he removed his towel and made his way into the bath. "Don't expect me to be apologetic all the time though." he said in a smug tone, as he made his way over to James. "And just so we're clear, I'm apologizing because I feel I embarassed you infront of your brother." Weilan was being sincere, an emotion that he didn't often use.

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James waved off the apology. "And I never thought I'd say this but you do not have to apologize. Tristan is always that way and you didn't embarrass me, if you had I would have punished you by now."

He grabbed Weilan and gently guided him to exactly where he wanted the boy to be in front of him. He then dipped the soap and rag into the water, lathering it up, and began to wash the boy's body.

"I want you to gather firewood for the castle while I'm gone, it's going to get colder. I asked Tristan to look after you but when you're tired I want you to go my room. Understand?"

He finished washing Weilan's body and soon began applying soap to the boy's hair.


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Weilan held up a hand iin protest after James said he didn't need to apologize. "Still..." he said, and left it at that. He then let James guide him to exactly where he wanted him, staying still as he washed him. He winced when James went over his legs where he had burned himself earlier. Trying to play it cool, he nodded. "Firewood, got it." He turned to James' with a questioning look. "Your room?" he repeated, and turned back around. 'Does this mean that I have my own room then?' he wondered. His expression was hopeful, but there was an undertone of sadness to it.

James finished washing his body at that moment, and started to work on his hair. The thought of his own room left his mind as he purred softly while James worked a lather into his locks. Weilan liked it when people played with his hair, not something he told people, but pretty obvious if you did it. However, hair pulling to the extreme was over rated, and he found it painful.

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"Yes, my room. You do have your own, in the servant's quarters, you just haven't stayed in it yet." The undertone of sadness hadn't been lost on James, nor was the pur as he massaged Weilan's scalp with his fingers, working a thick lather into it as well as relaxing the boy. He let out a stressed sigh; he was at war with himself. He didn't want to go to the neighboring kingdom and leave Weilan here with his eldest brother, of all people.

James' brother wasn't the lenient type, unlike James. He was worried about the boy's attitude and Tristan's dislike of it. When James spoke his voice was firm even as he began to cup water into his hands and rinse the boy's hair. "Weilan I want you to keep your attitude in check. Are we clear?"

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Weilan ducked down a bit and tilted his head back as James rinsed his hair. "You're worried about your brother." he stated more then questioned. Weilan nodded to James' order of keeping his attitude in check. Using his right hand to cover his nose, Weilan held his breath and submerged himself in the bath water, coming up a few seconds later. "There..." he said as he shook some water from his ears, "all rinsed and clean." He turned around to look at James. "Now what?"

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James exhauled sharply, clearly annoyed with Weilan's knowing statement. He watched as the boy plugged his nose and ducked under the water to make sure all of the soap got rinsed out of his hair. As Weilan stood back up, James ran his fingers through the red locks to make sure as well. He withdrew his hands and began to wash himself then.

"You're welcome to get out of the pool but not to leave the bathroom" James stated as he dipped into the water to rinse his body off before working on his own hair.

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As James started to wash his hair, Weilan leaned in toward him, narrowing his eyes slightly. After a few seconds he leaned back, a smug smile on his face. He placed both of his hands behind his head and made his way toward the steps. Grabbing a towel off of the rack, he wrapped it around himself and waited for James to finish so they could get dressed. A thought crossing his mind that he should ask James again about the clothes he wore when he arrived.

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James raised a questioning brow at Weilan as he leaned in and then leaned back with a smug look on his face. He watched the boy make his way over to the stairs and climb out, blatantly checking out his ass before he covered it with a fresh towel. James turned his attention back to the matter at hand and dunked his head into the water to rinse out his hair.

As if on cue there was a knock at the door and the servant boy James had ordered to bring clean clothes to the bathroom appeared carrying just that. He smiled shyly at Weilan, his eyes roaming the boy's naked body. He sat the clothes on the metal rack in the corner before quickly exiting the room.

James lifted himself out of the water and sweapt his black bangs out of his face as he made his way to the edge of the pool. "You seem to attract all kinds of attention, even if you're not doing anything." He commented as he climbed out of the pool and picked up his towel from earlier and began to dry off immediantly.

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Weilan glanced to the door as a servant boy entered with their clothes. He smiled back more out of habit then politeness, giving him a weird look as the boy gave him the up down before setting the clothes on a rack and leaving. "Not that I'm trying though." Weilan replied. "I think it's the red hair." he said glancing up and seizing a chunk of hair in his hand and examining it. "Don't you think?" he said looking over to James, then started to dry himself off also. "It's certainly not my wings, I haven't even brought those out yet."

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"It could be the hair..or your attitude..or a combination of both" James replied with a shrug on his shoulder. He finished drying himself off and made his way over to the metal rack to retrieve his clothes. Dropping the towel James picked up his shirt first and looked at it. It was a long sleeved, v-neck in his customery black. He slipped it over his head and grabbed the pants, slightly baggy and also black, thankfully the same shade at his shirt, and pulled them on as well. When he was fully dressed, James ran a hand through his towel dried locks and rustled them a bit, he wasn't too into fashion but whatever he was doing it had got him this far. He picked up Weilan's clothes and took them over to him. "I haven't uncased my wings yet either" he said with a small smirk.

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Weilan smiled slightly, James had told him something about himself. He looked at the clothes James had in his hand and reminded him of an earlier thought. "James? I wanted to ask you about my clothes I came here in. Where are they?" He grabbed the shirt from James and slipped it over his head, it was similer to his only it was short sleeved. 'Black.' he thought to himself, 'Well, it'll definately make my hair stand out.' Weilan looked into James' hand again, "What? No boxers or briefs?" he asked, towel still wrapped around his waist.

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James drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly as he looked at Weilan, because he was about to leave he didn't want to have an arguement right now. "I don't know where they are" he replied simply, honestly. He didn't want to tell the boy that they could have been burned for all he knew. James never returned slaves' clothes to them once they were cleaned and given their new clothes as a slave of the D'Ancanto Clan. The black uniforms provided for the slaves showed outsiders who the slave belonged to and their station as well. "As for your second question, haven't you ever heard of going commando?" James stiffled a soft chuckle at his own question.

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Weilan could tell that James was some what annoyed with his questions. "Geez, don't get your panties in a bunch...oh, I'm sorry. I forgot that you don't wear any." he said in mockingly as he took the pants from James. He scrunched his face at the thought of not wearing any underwear. Grudgingly he sat down and put his feet into the pants and pulled them up, ditching the towel. He stood back up and left the jeans unzipped and unbuttoned, as he looked at James. "If I can request one thing, just one, for the rest of the time I'm here...it would be underpants." Weilan turned buttoning then zipped up the jeans. 'This is really uncomfortable.' he thought. He turned back to James, his face slightly scrunched.

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James growled softly as Weilan mocked him but he decided to let it slide, for now. "I'll see that boxers are given to you, right after your burns are properly cared for and only if you behaved during that time. For now, you can accompany me to the stables." The black clad demon Prince marched across the room and opened the door, stepping out into the hallway. He looked up one side and down the other to find that the coast was clear. James turned to the left and continued on his way down the hall, keeping his pace slow so that Weilan could catch up.

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"Always a catch." Weilan muttered as he followed James through the hallways. As they turned left to go down the one hallway, Weilan glanced behind. Upon turning back around, he somehow managed to trip himself, knocking into James. Weilan's arms were around James' torso, and he quickly stood correcting himself. "Sorry..." he said blushing lightly.

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James allowed a smile to crack through his other wise mask of indifference at his slave's clumsiness, finding it endearing. He placed a hand on Weilan's shoulder and opened the last door on the right at the end of the hall and guided him through it. The smell of the stables hit them as soon as the door swung open, hay and dirt amoung other things. James breathed in deeply, finding the smell comforting, aside from the balcony in the ballroom, this had been one of his places of sanctuary from his childhood.

He pressed forward, walking the long and wide pathway lined with various breeds of horses on either side. James paused at a large stall, the size of two smaller stalls, set in the middle of all the other stalls. The outside was made of metal with groves and bite marks too large for even a normal demon to make. Inside stood a large black beauty of a creature; it had the same appearance of a horse but it's breed was unknown to anyone outside of the demon culture. The large creature had equally large black wings sprouting from it's back, protruding fangs, and flaming red eyes. It's lips curled back upon seeing James standing there and it let out a loud screetch. It came over and leaned it's large head down to nudge Jame's head with it's own. The young demon Prince reached out to pet the creature's head gently, "Good girl, Aluka.." he nearly purred the 'horse's' name.

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Weilan didn't particularly like the smell of the stables, but it wasn't so bad that he felt like running out of there as fast as he could. He raised his eyebrows as this creature screetched and then nudged James' head with it's own. "Aluka." he repeated, but made no effort to get closer to the animal. "She's...something else." he said to James while looking at said 'horse.' "Even so, she's quite beautiful." He glanced over to james and smiled, then looked back at Aluka. He was wondering why James had brought here here. "So...would you like me to get started on gathering firewood? Or should I wait until after you leave?" Weilan was really at a loss for words. Why had James brought him here, he knew nothing about horses.

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The horse like creature reared it's head back and c.ocked it to the side as if it could understand the meaning of Weilan's words. She looked like a dog when she did this and James smiled softly to himself, he rubbed the creature's nose affectionately before withdrawing his hand once more. He turned to Weilan and cruled an arm around the boy's slender waist pulling him in close to him. He craned his neck down to place a possessive kiss on his lips, he lingered for a moment enjoying the feel of his lips against James' own then pulled back.

James released Weilan's waist and turned back to the metal stall door. He grabbed the thick metal latch and pushed it up to free the stall door. The large, thick metal door swung open and the horse trotted out with a shake of it's great head, rustling it's black mane of tough hair. She turned placing her side in front of James as if welcoming him on to her back, it was clear there was a close bond between the two. The young demon Prince mounted the great beast's back and curled his hands into her mane. Aluka let out a high pitched screetch, reared up on her hind legs before breaking into a run and disappearing into the distance in a matter of seconds.

Tristan had watched the scene take place from the threshold of the house door way. He leaned his shoulder against the frame and had his arms folded over his chest, his eyes on Weilan now as he stood in the stables alone.

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Weilan watch as James let Aluka out of her stall, climbed on her, and rode off. Consciously he lifted his right hand up to his mouth and touched his lips. They were tingling from the possessive kiss James had given him. He smiled as he started to walk backwards, looking at the spot were James disappeared out of sight. After a few steps he turned around and jumped at the sight of Tristan, who was leaning against the door frame that lead from the stable back into the castle. Weilan laughed a little then said, "You startled me, I didn't hear you come in." He started to walk toward him, remembering what James had told him about keeping his attitude in check, and also coming to the conclusion that James really didn't like Tristan. Brother or not..."Excuse me." Weialn said trying to be polite and get around Tristan. He was blocking the doorway.

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Tristan raised his eyebrows in mock surprise to the fact that he was blocking the slave's way back inside the castle. He unfolded his arms and stepped inside, uncurling one arm welcoming Weilan back inside. His calculating and cold black eyes followed the boy's every movement as he passed him and Tristan lowered his arm then began to follow. "I believe my brother gave you a task to complete before he left" Tristan said thoughtfully, "But that can wait until later. I have things to do back in my private chambers and I can not let you out of my sight so soon." The eldest demon Prince stepped forward and placed a hand on the small of Weilan's back.

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Weilan walked past Tristan, very aware that he was probably up to something. He looked over his shoulder, still walking, as Tristan spoke to him. Again, trying to be polite while keeping in mind what James had told him. Weilan nodded, "He wants me to collect firewood." he said matter-of-factly. He felt a little uncomfortable that Tristan said it could wait until later because he had some things to do back in his private chambers, and that he couldn't let Weilan out of his sights so soon. But it didn't show on his face because Weilan believed that he wouldn't be dumb enough to try to pull something while James was away. "Ok." Weialn replied as Tristan put his hand on his back and led him away.

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Tristan applied gentle preassure to the small of Weilan's back as he guided the boy towards the third floor where, like James', his bedroom was located. Instead of it being at the middle of the hall, his room was at the very end and noticably larger then his youngest brother's. He released the boy and opened the door for him to walk ahead of him. Once inside it was clear that the room was once two rooms, it was considerably more lavishly decorated then James.

The walls were white washed, fitting for Tristan, and didn't seem to be stone underneath despite the fact that they were. The windows that were spaced out along the wall were designed to be opened unlike James' own but they were closed today against the chill moving into the Kingdom. The layout of the room was much like James' though, with a sitting room attacting the eye to it when first entering the room and a bedroom set up in what would have been the next room but there was no wasll to seperate the two.

Tristan closed the door behind him, startling a young slave. He had been laying, sprawled out of one of the two sofas making up the sittingroom area. He had short white hair, side bangs that hung over one eye and large deer-in-the-head light looking blue eyes, giving him an impossible to deny innocent look. Tristan motioned for Weilan to sit on the sofa next to the boy as he tended to somethings in the bedroom area of the room.



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Weilan walked over toward the other slave, but sat down on the opposite couch, as Tritan walked over to the bedroom area side of the room. He noticed the room and it's decor, and that it had once been two rooms. After about a minute, he looked to the other slave and nodded. "Hi, I'm Weilan." he said flatly, not sure what to talk about or even if he should talk to him at all.

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The boy sat up and folded his legs indian style so that he wasn't taking up the entire couch any more and it was comfortable to him to sit this way. He eyes followed Weilan as he seated himself on the opposite couch. His eyes glittered mischieviously as he gave the other boy a once over before introducing himself back, "Nice to meet you, I'm Bec." He covered his mischeivious look with his innocent one from earlier. He glanced at Tristan as he came over to join them and dropped down on the couch beside Bec. He pulled the boy into his lap and curled his arms around his waist. "Weilan is my brother's newest slave" Tristan explained in a calm tone, "James had to leave for a meeting and Weilan will be staying with us for the day." Bec nodded with a wide smile and snuggled in close to Tristan, "Can we play?" he asked excitedly.

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Weilan scoffed as Bec asked if they could play. "I don't have time for games." Weilan said as he stood, a bit annoyed. "Look," he said to Tristan, "my Master gave me a task to do, and I should complete it before he gets back." He made to move towards the door, and some how smacked both his legs off the table, wincing as his burns throbbed. 'Damn it!' he cursed to himself, as he plopped back down on the couch.

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Tristan made no move to go after Weilan as he stood and made his way towards the door. He did raise a brow at him as he ran into the coffee table and fell back on to the couch. The boy appeared to be in more pain then one should be from just hitting a coffee table. Bec climbed off of Tristan's lap and ran over to him, he slid a hand on to the boy's leg and rubbed it gingerly and closer to Weilan's groin then was necessary but that innocent look was back on his face full force. "Are you ok??"

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"Ow!" Weilan winced and quickly grabbed Bec's hand, removing it from his leg. "That hurts!" he huffed. 'Stupid freaking hot coffee and lightning storm.' he thought bitterly to himself. After a few seconds to calm himself down, he looked from Bec, who he still had a hold of his wrist and quickly released it, to Tristan. He rolled his eyes and sighed. "I spilled hot coffee on myself this morning and burned my legs." he said, answering Tristan's wondering gaze. He didn't add that James forgot to have them looked at to make sure no real damage was done, but he wasn't going to admit it to Tristan.

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"Oh yes, I had heard." Tristan said, "Word of mouth" He explained, anticipating Weilan's next question. "You're afraid of thunderstorms! It's nothing to be ashamed of." Even as the older man said that a faint smile of amusment crept across his face. He pushed off of the couch he was sitting on and walked over to the other one. He offered his hand to Weilan, "We should go to the nurse's quarters and have your burns looked at. What kind of monster would I be if I didn't take excellent care of my brother's slave." The words coming from Tristan's mouth seemed to have a double meaning behind them.

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Weilan had a puzzled expression on his face as Tristan made the remark that he knew about his burns. Then when he said he knew that Weilan was afraid of thunderstorms, he couldn't help but glare slightly at the man. He would have yelled at him for the faint smile of amusement, but he had turned his head to the side slightly ashamed. Weilan glanced up at Tristan from the corner of his eye, as he extended a hand to him. Weilan sighed, a little glad that Tristan really seemed to want to help, and hesitantly grabbed his hand.

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Bec stood up and joined his Master at his side. Tristan allowed a full smile to over take his face with cold, praticed ease as Weilan accepted his hand. The boy should have gotten the vibe that he had accepted so much more then a hand by the look that crossed Tristan's face. The older male pulled Weilan to his feet and escorted him out the door. The nurse's quarters was in the east wing of the castle, a room about the size of Tristan's private chambers. It was filled with various shaped and colored bottles, desks, beds, and young women serving as the nurses.

Bec bounced away from his Master's side and chatted good naturedly with one of the women. Tristan steered Weilan over to the first bed he saw and ordered the boy to take off his pants.
"The burns are on your thighs, right?"

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Weilan's eyes got really big as Tristan ordered him to take off his pants. "I'd rather not." he said a bit rushed, realizing he had no underpants on. Curse James for that one. "I mean, yes they're on my thighs, but you don't have to be here. I'm sure the nurses are more then capable to take care of a few burns." he was trying to get rid of Tristan with out insulting him. After all, up to this point he had seem to be quite plesant.

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Tristan's smile morphed into a smirk, "Do you have something to hide under there?" He raised a brow and glanced down at Weilan's groin then back at his face pointedly. A nurse, completely dressed in white but with no ties to Tristan came there way. "Excuse me sir, I need to have a look at this young man and you can't be present." She shoo'd Tristan away and the man left after hesitating a bit, the girl winked at Weilan.

"So, what do we have here? A burn victim perhaps? If so, you must be Weilan." She smiled at him, "Word of mouth. Nothing stays a secret in this castle. Please pull your pants down, I promise to be completely professional."

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Weilan became a bit flustered as Tristan asked him if he had something to hide glancing down as his crotch and then back at his face. He sighed in relief as a nurse shoo'd Tristan away and winked at him. "I wouldn't say victim, more like clumsy scaredy cat." he retorted, as he stood up and took off his pants. "But yes, I am Weilan." he said sitting back on the bed.

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The girl reached into her pocket and pulled out a pair of rubber gloves then slipped them on. She leaned over the Weilan's lap and spreaded his legs slightly. Her fingers poked and proded the the burns gently. "Well, they didn't blister which is very good" she said matter of factly. "They don't look infected but I'm going to clean them up, put some medication of them, and bandage them. When James returns tell him to keep a close eye on these burns, ok?" She snapped the gloves off and tossed them in the garbage can to the side of the bed Weilan sat on. "I'll be right back hun" she turned to go get her supplies.

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Weilan sat there very patiently as the nurse checked over his burns, trying not to move as she poke and proded them. It hurt, but not like when Bec had rubbed his leg. He nodded when she told him to inform James to keep a close eye on them. Weilan climbed off the bed and slipped his pants back on half way as the nurse turned to go get her supplies.

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Tristan watched over Weilan from as close as the nurses would let him. He had seen everything under Weilan pants and, in his own opinion, he had nothing to hide or be ashamed of. The nurse returned and pushed the male out of her way as she circled around the bed he was on. She sat a tray of supplies on the bed next to him. "Okay, I'm going to slide your pants back down." She pushed his pants back down and grabbed a bottle of peroxide off of the tray. She gave him an apologetic look, "This is going to stinge a little, do you want to hold my hand?"

Bec made it way over to them as if on cue. "I'll do it!" he said, giving the nurse his best charming smile.

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"No offense, but do I look like a toddler?" Weilan replied to her question. "You'll do what?!" Weilan exclaimed, covering himself with the sheet on the bed. "You shouldn't even be in here." he said to Bec. "And do you mind? You're part of the reason I'm in here right now anyway. I don't need or want anymore of your help for the time being." he said reffering to him rubbing his leg.

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"Leave, Bec!" The nurse grabbed his shoulder and jerked him away from Weilan. The white haired boy frowned and went to wait with his Master. The nurse turned back to the redhead with a smile. "No, you don't look like a toddler but some people deal with pain differently then others. There are those who don't like needles.." she trailed off, having made her point. She tipped the bottle, pouring the liquid on to his legs, it instantly began to fizz cleaning the burn marks. She set the bottle back on the tray and picked up some gauze to mop at the extra peroxide running down his legs. "These aren't bad at all.." she commented happily, "They'll be healed in no time."

When the fizz died down, the nurse patted his legs dry with some gauze. She picked up a tube of medicated cream and popped the top to it. She proceeded to rub in the cream and cover Weilan's leg over with fresh gauze and medical tape to keep it on. "You can put your pants back on" the nurse said and just for (s&g's) she handed him a lollipop then patted him on the head affectionately, "You were such a good boy". Leaning down to whisper in his ear she said, "I'll have boxers sent to you hun."

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Weilan was trying his best to put on a strong face while the nurse cleaned his burns. It stung really bad at first, but eventually just throbbed slightly. The medicated cream she rubbed onto the burns helped a lot. Weilan nodded as she told him he could put his pants back on. Happy enough that he managed to smile when she handed him a lollipop and patted him on top of his head. The 'good boy' was a little much though, and he rolled his eyes. His inner self was screaming 'THANK YOU!' when she said about having boxers sent to him.

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