Their Secret Love {Maven}

[Faye]

Sven felt confident about his suggestion but still hoped like hell that it would be safe to go in there. He was pretty sure they kept P.E lessons to the first hour and last hours of the day, get student's brains running early in the morning and burning off every last ounce of the energy at the end of the day so they would be well rested for the morning. No use in being up late with lots of energy! Sven never liked P.E, though, it was annoying and involved lots of running around. They never seemed to do other things. Though he did like it when Theory classes came in.

"Aww, you're so cute~" Sven said, the word 'cute' was a lot softer and quieter than the rest of his sentence, he had realised on then that he might have said it loud enough for someone to hear them. His eyes darted around and saw no one. It was just the two of them in the empty hall way of the Institute. He felt naughty again. "We won't get caught..." I hope... He swallowed and held Matthew's hand with his gently for a few moments before letting go out of paranoia.

[Nicolette]

Matt blushed a little when he was called cute. It wasn't something he had been called in a while, so it felt rather new to be called it again. He gave a weak smile in his boyfriend's direction and noted how the man was looking around as if he was afraid someone might have heard him utter the soft word.

It always caused Matt's heart to clench whenever Sven got paranoid about them being found out. Yes, Sven's reputation was on the line every second they were together in public, and maybe even in private... And it was because of what Matt was pretending to be...

He focused his attention forward, trying to hide the look in his eyes. His eyes read hurt, pain, and a bit of saddness from not being able to remember the reason he was who he was. It couldn't just be because he had once been famous... There had to be another reason beneath it...

He would have to call Nickolaus and the others and demand answers.

They soon came up to the boys' locker room and he pushed the door open. It was empty, just as they had thought, and the smaller student looked around for any signs of it having been used recently.

It seemed safe...

He moved to stand in a row of lockers, looking around a little. He would have Physical Education later on. He was in Second Set Physical Education, which was (for the most part) held at the end of the day. Matt's last class was P.E., which he didn't quite like. He would always have to hide himself when he changed into his gym uniform...

He came upon his own locker and let his hand brush over it.

[Faye]

They finally made it to the boy's locker room and it seemed safe, Sven left Matthew in the middle of the room for a moment as he went around to each door, corner and hiding place to make sure no one was in there that would randomly spring out from no where to scare the crap out of them. Once he was finished and satisfied that no one was in there he came back into the room, walking up behind Matthew and wrapping his arms around his frame from behind, squeezing him lightly as he planted a few soft kisses along his neck.

[Nicolette]

Matt had listened to his boyfriend search the locker room before he finally slipped behind him and held him from behind. He leaned back into the man, shutting his eyes and letting out a content sigh at feeling those soft lips gently tease his neck. He let the man kiss his neck for a few moments more before he turned around and wrapped his arms around the taller's neck, leaning up and pressing his mouth to Sven's.

Might as well try to enjoy the moment for as long as he could. Who knew when Sven might get paranoid again for being somewhere other than their dorm room?

[Faye]

Sven melted into the moment and continued to tease against Matthew's neck, gently licking his soft skin, taking in his scent and falling even more into a complete bliss. He was amazed at how this felt to him, it just felt so right but yet naughty at the same time, but what if someone came in? What if they were caught? What would they say? They were out of the way in the locker room so if they heard a door open they could just pull away from each other and pretend to be finding something...

Something made a noise off in the near distance and Sven jumped, jerking away from Matthew's soft and tempting lips suddenly and his eyes darted around the room again, "Did you hear that?" He whispered.

[Nicolette]

Things were going absolutely fine until Sven's paranoia crept up again and he freaked out at a sound that Matt hadn't even heard. The second Sven pulled away and looked around, asking the question, Matt scowled and let out a frustrated sigh as he moved to sit down on the bench in front of the lockers, leaning his back against his own locker as he glared across the aisle, crossing his arms over his chest.

"You're the one who wanted to do this and then you get all jumpy at every little sound... We might as well have just gone back to the dorm.... Hell, or just have waited until after school. Can't have the Vice President breaking the damn rules..."

Yeah, he was being a little bitter, but he was frustrated.

[Faye]

Sven felt his chest tighten and his heart fell into a pit in his stomach, he was being immature and paranoid about nothing, he let his grip on Matthew cease and he sat down on the bench next to them and he sighed, burying his face in his hands for a moment as he thought about what Matthew had just said, he was completely right, why couldn't they just wait? Why did he even suggest it if he knew he would end up like this? Actually, he didn't know that it would be like this, he felt confident about it until they went into the boy's bathroom.

"Matthew... I'm so sorry..." He sounded like he was about to cry, but he wasn't, a man of his nature didn't cry very easily and if they did, it was in secret. "I didn't mean to be so paranoid, I really didn't feel like that when we went out of the classroom..." The last part of Matthew's sentence hurt him the most, "I'm sorry... I don't... I shouldn't let my position at the school affect us like this..." He said that sentence very quietly, so quietly that Matthew probably didn't hear him. His red eyes gazed up at Matthew.

[Nicolette]

Matt's heart nearly tore in half when he heard the strained tone in Sven's voice, as if he were trying to keep himself from crying. He swallowed hard and tried to keep himself from cracking, but when he turned to look at his boyfriend (big mistake), he felt his heart break and he sat up, letting out a small sigh as he rose his hand to gently brush over Sven's cheek, moving up to run through his hair.

"I'm sorry, Sven... I shouldn't have said those things... I was just... frustrated. I completely understand why all of this is something to be paranoid over... Your position is great and you want to keep the respect of the school..." He dropped his gaze to his lap. "I'm.. just being selfish..." His voice fell and he brought his elbows to rest on his knees, bringing his hands to press against his forehead.

"God, I'm sorry, Sven...."

[Faye]

Sven stood up from where he was sitting and wrapped his arms around Matthew's small frame and held him closely to his body, feeling their two heart beats against him. He kissed the top of Matthew's head and began to run his fingers gently over Matthew's spine and over his back. He was so emotional with Matthew, it was his first relationship and it was just so special to him that he was so scared of losing him over little things yet he was being an idiot about his position in the school.

People looked up to him though, he felt superior over them (not a great emotion, though, he shouldn't feel it) but he had to tone it down a bit, Matthew was important to him as well, probably more more important than his status and he had care about him as well, give him attention. "You aren't being selfish, I understand where you're coming from but maybe we should stick to safer situations to avoid this kind of thing, hm?" He said with a small laugh at how stupid they must look. Getting all worked up over getting caught.

[Nicolette]

Matt's eyes widened a little as he felt himself being pulled to his feet and into the welcoming arms of his boyfriend. He let his eyes slide shut as he let his cheek rest against Sven's shoulder, hearing the heart that beat just below. The sound was soothing and the warmth from Sven was quite welcome.

"I suppose... But you do know this means you owe me." He smirked and glanced up at Sven. "You have to take me out on a date somewhere. We can pretend to be friends, but you get to pay and such. And when it's over, then I'll decide if you've behaved enough for some fun back at the dorm." He winked. "That sound good?"

[Faye]

The beating of their two hearts seemed to melt into one, they had such a random yet strong bond between each other, it felt so nice to have it in his life. He would try his best to improve on how he thought about what he was doing and definitely not do this again anytime soon until he felt more confident in his relationship and everything else. Sven chuckled a little at Matthew's proposal to go out on a 'date'

"Sounds good, I'll make sure I'm on my best behaviour," He gently poked Matthew's nose and closed his eyes as he smiled. At least things were alright now and he didn't have to feel that ache in his chest again, hopefully it wouldn't happen again. As he looked into Matthew's eyes he couldn't help but soften his smile and gently run his hand down his cheek, what was he feeling...? It felt kind of weird but the moment was too special to get caught up in one of his rambling conversations in his mind right now.

[Nicolette]

It was odd, Matt thought to himself, how Sven was able to make him blush so easily. Feeling the man's fingers gently carress his cheek caused his cheeks to turn a soft pink color and he smiled at the response he got to his suggestion of the date.

He leaned up and kissed Sven's lips for a brief moment before pulling back and sitting back down on the bench in front of the lockers. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone, pressing a button on the side to check the time. They still had about twenty minutes before the next class started.

Suddenly, his phone vibrated in his hand. A small frown slipped to his lips as he flipped it open and went right into the message, making sure Sven didn't see the wallpaper of his phone. He really needed to change it, especially now that he knew someone that knew of Radiance.

The text message read:

Nymph Im Krankenhaus. Hat in einem Kampf mit Fritz wieder erhalten und ist Trinken ausgegangen. Hat in einem Autounfall auf Heimweg erhalten. In kritischem Zustand. Rufen Sie später. /Slant\

Matt really didn't pay attention to the fact that three Radiance member's names had been in the text (the more noticable of the three being Slant's as his was his signature). His eyes were wide and he could feel his heart pounding hard in his chest.

Translated to English, the message read 'Nymph's in the hospital. She got in a fight with Fritz and went out drinking. Got in car accident. In critical condition.'

Rufen Sie später.... 'Call Later.'

"Scheisse..." He cursed in German, letting his hand snap the phone shut and letting his hand fall weakly to his lap, letting the elbow of his other arm rest on his knee. He brought his hand to his temple, rubbing it in attempts to calm himself down.

[Faye]

Sven gently returned Matthew's kiss and leaned against the lockers as Matthew opened his phone to check the time, not noticing that it had gone off as he had fallen into his own little world about how amazing Matthew was and that he was so lucky to have him~ Not once thinking about falling in love with him and how forbidden it was. At the time, he wanted to just enjoy their resolution of their argument and the rest of the time they had before they would probably have to part ways because of different classes.

Matthew's voice snapped him back into reality, the word he spoke was not English but German (he assumed, since Matthew was from there), it sounded blunt, like he was... Cursing? Something like that. A puzzled yet concerned expression played on Sven's face as he sat down next to Matthew, placing his hand on his arm, gently rubbing it. "Is something wrong, Matthew?" He asked in a soft, gentle tone of voice, it laced with concern. Matthew's body language also alarmed him and fell into place with his assumption of something being wrong.

[Nicolette]

Matt could feel Sven's hand on his arm, trying to comfort him, but this was something that was a little hard to take. Nymph had always been a little reckless. She drank when she was depressed and she must have gotten into a ridiculous fight with Fritz, as usual... She could never just flat out tell him that she'd been in love with him since they had first started Radiance.

"Every minute that passes could mean that she could be dead..." He muttered under his breath before he stood. He turned to Sven, an apologetic look in his eyes. "I need to make a phone call..." He walked to the end of the aisle of lockers, going into his phone book and pressing the 'Call' button on Jakob's name.

It rung for a few seconds before there was a response.

"Ja ist es mich... Meine nächste Klasse ist in zwanzig Minuten... Wie geht es Ihr? ... Ja... Ja... Verdammen Sie...”

Matt ran his fingers through his hair, leaning his back against a few lockers as he looked back over to Sven, shooting him an apologetic look. He then turned his attention to a set of lockers across from him, focusing his attention on Jakob's voice.

"Hat sie überhaupt aufgewacht? ... Ficken Sie, machen Spaß Sie mich! ... Verdammen Sie es, kann sie nicht sterben! Nicht, nachdem alles wir alle durch gewesen sind, verdammt es! Sie hat versprochen, Fritz zu erzählen, wie sie gefühlt hat!"

Matt stood straight, throwing the arm that wasn't holding the phone out, through he knew Jakob couldn't see him; it was just a movement he made sometimes in conversation, especially when he was upset.

"Gott verdammen es, warum macht jemand nicht nur Ficken den Idioten erzählt? Es offensichtlich er ist verliebt in ihr auch! Es muss wie dies nicht beenden!!"

Matt's voice began to choke up a little, and take on a higher tone than usual. There was so much emotion in Matt's voice, which was often very calm and even. Though it had a slight feminine tone to it, it was the voice of a young male... But at this moment, he was starting to sound a bit more feminine without realizing.

"Wenn sie stirbt, werde ich nach Deutschland zurückkommen und werde den blutigen Arsch von Fritz treten, bis er blutet, wenn er scheißt! Ich werde ihn so hart in den Bällen treten, muss er durch seine verdammte Nase masturbieren! Nymph kann nicht fickend Würfel!"

He sounded like he was about to cry. He took a few deep breaths, trying to control his voice as he brought a hand up to wipe his eyes. It hurt his eyes that his contacts were in and he was getting so close to crying. He walked over to his backpack, which was next to Sven, and reached into the front pocket. He took out a bottle of eye drops and kneeled down next to the bench. He held the phone with one hand and used the drops with the other hand to place in his eyes. He blinked a few times before he put the eye drops away. He sniffled a little, trying to keep his nose from running with how upset he'd been.

He stood straight again, not looking at Sven as he spoke on the phone. His voice was calmer now, though still a little shaky.

"Ich.. ich weiß. ... Es tut mir Leid für Schreien an Ihnen, kenne ich, dass es nicht Ihr Fehler ist... Diese gerechten Ausführungen mich so böse... Wie sind die anderen, das es nimmt?"

There was a long pause while he listened to how the other members of the band were holding up. However, when Jakob fell silent, Matt realized the man had forgotten someone.

"Was ist mit Nickolaus? ... Kann keinen Halt von ihm erhalten? ... Wieso haben Sie Burschen ihn nicht überhaupt vorgebracht? Sicherlich würde er nicht nur alle Bänder zu uns abschneiden. ... Was bedeuten Sie? ... Ist dort etwas, das Sie mir nicht erzählen...?"

There was another pause and Matt sighed.

"Geldstrafe... Aber denken Sie nicht, dass diese Konversation über ist. Wenn Nymph aus dem Krankenhaus ist, werde ich alle von Ihnen über belästigen, warum wir von Nickolaus in so einer langen Zeit nicht gehört haben. .... In Ordnung, ich werde später heute Abend rufen zu sehen, wenn irgendetwas geändert hat... In Ordnung... Nehmen Sie Sorge... Tschüs."

Matt hung up the cell phone and collapsed back down on the bench next to his backpack, bringing his hands up to his forehead in attempts to massage away his headache.

"I apologize about that... And I feel rude speaking in German in front of others..." His accent still touched his words, as he had grown used to using it for a whole phone conversation. "Sla-... Jakob can't speak any English at all."

[Faye]

Realising his comforting was doing nothing, Sven moved his hand from Matthew's arm and just sat there, looking at the ground but glanced up briefly as Matthew went to make a phone call. The locker room was completely empty so his voice was bouncing off the walls, but he wasn't speaking English... He was speaking German, probably because whoever he was talking to (angrily, to be precise) must not have known a lot of English to hold a proper conversation.

Something must have been going wrong, judging from Matthew's tone of voice and his body language. He wish he knew what he was actually saying, that would help a lot. Maybe there was a different reason behind it? He tried to listen in closely, trying to pick out names, things that didn't sou-- Hey, Fritz and Nymph weren't German... were they? And they sounded... Familiar. Where had he heard those before? Sven went through all the files in his mind, trying to decipher the puzzle. He had definitely heard them before, or maybe read them somewhere... But where...

Sven snapped his fingers, Radiance band members! But, how on Earth would Matthew know them or even be talking about them in a situation like that? Surely casual conversation wasn't apart of it. Was he friends with them or something? Hmm...

His red eyes fell onto Matthew who had finished on the phone and was now back close to him. "Don't worry about it, it's fine," He said flatly. How would he work his findings into the conversation?