This was his last year of schooling; Evander couldn't understand why his father insisted on his changing schools. Well... Okay, maybe it was the fact he did catch him in the midst of sleeping with another man, no that couldn't be it. He shook his head, refusing to accept that as his father's reason. He's just being mean, he decided.

His car was nearing its destination, and it was time to fact the fact, there was no changing this situation. If he wanted to keep his credit cards, which he did, he would just have to accept the situation, and hope it won't be as bad as he thinks it’s going to be. Sighing, he glanced out the window of the limo, watching at the houses and store streamed past. He ran his fingers through his golden curls and slumped back into his chair. The limo slowed to a stop, and a few moments later his chauffeur opened the door for him, immediately turning to open the trunk and retrieve the vast amounts of 'Vander's luggage.

Slipping out of the car and onto the side walk, Evander took a good look around. The neighbourhood looked nice, well kept houses and the like, and his apartment building even nicer. Marble facade, even a door man, Daddy knew him well, nothing less for his only child.

"Albert you have the keys, correct?" He drawled, in his thick European accent, staring directly at his driver.

"Yes, yessir, tenth floor, the penthouse, private elevator even...” The drivers reply was instant, as he struggled with getting the luggage cart over the curb.

"Good, lead the way, the sooner my luggage is settled, the sooner I can go shopping to furnish my room"

"Yessir, let me show you the way..." His driver led him past the doorman, through the grand marble foyer and to his awaiting elevator, straining the whole way, under the weight of Evander's luggage. It wasn't long 'till they reached the tenth floor, the elevator door opened to reveal one large studio style room, the modern kitchen off in the far right corner, half hidden with a semi-wall. A small corridor immediately to the right off him jutted off to what could only be the bedrooms and bathroom. The living room sat in the middle of the room, with the dinning area, off in the far left corner, behind the living room.

It looked like he had beaten his roommate to moving in. Oh yes the roommate, Daddy so thoughtfully 'forgot' to mention until just before he was leaving. This roommate better not have anything again openly gay men...

"Albert, please take my luggage to my bedroom, I want the one closest to the bathroom, the biggest one." He asked, knowing the layout of the apartment, only because Daddy was kind enough to show him a floor plan. As soon as his driver had left down the hall, he sighed. Finally a moment to himself, he took a second to look around, finally flopping onto the couch.

"What am I in for now?"

((take that! nyah-nah nah!

Good enough start for them?))


((p.s. sorry if this formats weird I've been having a tad bit of trouble with that >>))

Bwah you get the idea, don't get all nyah 'its not straight lines and what not I know T.T don't remind me. I'm just too lazy to fix it >.<

And I took a few liberties with Aki's room, hope you don't mind ^-^

Buuuuut whuu hot tubbing time XDD ((hope this doesn't break the thingie-thing))

"Yes Daddy, I'll be good Daddy. I promise." Pouting petulantly, Akira made one last round of promises to his Father before saying a quick goodbye and finally escaping from the limo. The ride to his new apartment had been complete hell. His father had spent the whole time spouting warnings and threats, saying that this was 'his last chance' and he had 'best be good'. And to top it all off he'd been grounded... from his limo! What was he suposed to do, walk? It really would have been better if his Father had just stayed at the airport instead of insisting on going along for the ride. At least he wasn't going to come inside.

Not bothering to wave, Akira turned and looked towards what would be his new home for god knew how long. It was really nothing but a glorified apartment. Banished from the house and cut off from his limo for nothing... well he did sleep with one of his Father's buisness partners, but still! There was nothing he could do about it though.

Akira let out a heavy sigh as the small moving truck that held his things pulled up next to the curb. At least he'd be able to change right away. The designer jeans and simple button down shirt he'd been forced into just felt plain wrong. And he wasn't wearing any makeup either. He pulled the key he'd been given out of his pocket and started in.

The elevator didn't take long to arrive and even less time to bring him to the tenth floor. "Is anybody here?" He asked as he stepped into the large room, peaking around curiously.

Evander jumped up from the couch in surprise as he heard, what he could only guess was his roommate's voice. Funny I didn't hear the elevator. Peering around the semi wall, that hid him from view, he was almost scared to open his eyes, what if his roommate was some ugly, nasty? He shook that thought from his mind. No, he sounds pretty... he'll be pretty..yes..pretty He had to assure himself before he took a few steps around the wall, and finally into view of the other.

He was shocked, unable to pry his eyes away from the other man, he was beautiful, plainly dressed, but beautiful, and he couldn't help but conger naughty thoughts. He shook his head, and his years of training finally kicked in, offering the other his hand, he bowed his head a little. "Pleasure meeting you, I am Evander." He drawled thickly in his accent, smiling widely at the other.

"I'm Akira. I guess we're roommates, then?" Akira smiled politely, taking Evander's hand. This wasn't hell, it was heaven! His father's idea of punishment was to stick him with a beautiful blond who had an accent? He hid a smirk.

"Have you been here long? Daddy wanted to talk to me so we were a bit late in leaving."

He nodded, his smile growing slightly. Taking a moment to be a little bold, he leaned down an pressed a quick kiss to the other's hand. "Forgive me, I should have been waiting to take your bags." He purred at him, his accent only thicken. "Oh on, I only arrived myself." He paused, an idea hitting him suddenly. "Why don't we leave the help to their jobs, and go get a coffee? I say a quaint little place just down the way.." He offered, gesturing back at the elevator.

"That sounds wonderful." Akira smiled, shaking his long blond hair over his shoulder. "But would you mind if I maybe changed into something a little less... bland before we go?" He'd been sure to bring along a small backpack with him in the car, stashing a change of clothing and some makeup inside so he could change the second he was away from his Father's eyes. "I promise I wont take long at all."

"Not at all." He smiled. "Do you know what the bathroom is?" He asked, offering to show the other. "Oh, by all means take your time.." He added softly. "Apparently there are quite a few channels on this television, I'm sure I will be able to find one I enjoy enough to occupy myself with."

"Well don't get too occupied, it really wont take me long." He flashed Evander one more teasing smile before sliding off into the bathroom. Over the years he'd perfected the art of changing quickly and it took him only a few minutes to replace the dull shirt and jeans with a short leather skirt and a pink Hello Kitty tank top. He wished he'd given more though to which clothing he'd chosen to shove into the bag before but he hadn't really expected his roommate to actually be attractive. There was always later though. Running a brush through his hair quickly he then moved onto the makeup, quickly lining his eyes in liner and adding some lipgloss.

It would do, he decided as he looked into the mirror. His clothing from before was quickly stuffed into his bag which he decided to just leave on the floor before he slipped into the platform, kneehigh boots and stepped back outside. "Evander, I'm ready to go!" Waiting for Evander's reaction to his choice in clothing he couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. What if he didn't like the skirt?

He laughed and nodded. "I certainly won't, just curious to see what is on American television.." He admitted honestly, never really much of a t.v. watcher. As soon as the other had left for the bathroom, he plunked back down on the couch, picking up the remote it took him a second to find the power button.

He was intent on watching the interesting french cooking show he had come across and didn't immediately hear Akira return. However, it didn't take long to sink it that the other returned. He hopped up from the couch. "I'm comming..!" He chirped and slipped from behind the wall.

"Oh my...god..." He could barely believe his eyes. If he'd thought Akira was beautiful before, well now he was.. there wasn't a word for it, breath taking was even it. The best part of this all was there was no denying the other was gay, and he knew for sure that moment, they'd get along just fine.

Akira smiled and did a little spin. "You like?" He asked cutely. The second he'd seen Evander's face his nervousness had faded completely, the other blond seemed anything but disgusted by his choice in clothing.

Evander nodded eager. "Yes, yes very much so.." He purred, accent thicker then ever. "I didn't know..you were..." Unsure of how to brooch the word, he kind of petered out, nibbling on his bottom lip.

"How about we go, my limo should be waiting down stairs." He said, more to change the subject then anything else.

Akira laughed. "Daddy doesn't like it when I wear women's clothing infront of him" he offered up in explanation, starting towards the elevator. "Ohhh and it's good you have a limo since I'm not allowed to use mine right now."

" I don't believe my father would like it if I did either, not that I do however.." He babbled slightly. "Your father took your limo away?" He looked shocked. "Daddy would never do that to me, I'd drop the biggest bomb, he never wanted to admit, but wouldn't be able to deny.." He said with a smirk. "My father doesn't 'know'...or doesn't want to..Anyway.. lets go."

He slipped up beside the other, taking his hand in his own.

Akira laughed, sliding his fingers through Evander's as he started back towards the elevator. He hadn't noticed it before but he was quite a bit taller then the other blond, even more so now with his boots on. "Well, Daddy took my limo away for the same reason he made me move here..." he explained, smirking at Evander "Though I have to admit that living here doesn't sound as much like a punishment now as it did afew days ago."

He returned the smirk, chuckling softly. "Daddy wouldn't tell me why I was sent here actually... now that i think about it.." He bit his bottom lip as that question started to eat at him. Though he quickly managed to push it to the back of his mind, focusing his attention on the other. "Well I'm glad, I have to admit, I was rather worried that I'd be stuck living with someone.. well not to my liking, you definitely are.." He assured him.

He flicked the button to call the elevator, and leant against the wall, the other's hand still clutched in his own. It took everything in his power no to just pull the other against ihm.

Akira snickered. "Well I know I'm here because I slept with one of Daddy's business partners and he maybe kinda walked in on us." He settled against the wall besaide Evander, standing close enough that their arms brushed. "And this place is actually really nice."

"Oh really?" He answered with a grin, it was obviously amusing to him. "I've managed never to get caught... thankfully.." He smiled, noting how close the other stood. "I like it here too.. at least there's no one hovering over us watching ever move we make..." He glanced over at where the elevator should be, and it still hadn't arrived yet. "Wonder what is taking the elevator..." he added, not that it bothered him any, it was nice to have him so close.

Akira laughed, sliding down the wall a bit so he could rest his head against Evander's shoulder. "I dunno, does it even go anywhere else but here? And it's the first time I got caught, anyway," He continued on "Though we probably shouldn't have done it in Daddy's office.." He broke off into laughter, remembering the look on his Father's face.

He automatically leaned his head on the other's with a small sigh. "I don't think so, I believe, if I remember correctly Father said something about have a private elevator, and since there's key cards and only a button to the parking garage, one to our floor, and one to the roof, it must." He deduced, laughing at the other. "Maybe, I mean if you know he's in a long meeting maybe.. but not randomly." He laughed, and couldn't help but shake his head.