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Skeleton Keys

"Yes?" Sage asked a bit more like a question, "Hey.. I may be handsy, but i'm not a rapist or a molester... I would never stoop that low.." Sage said, growing a bit serious.
 
Sanz let out a sigh


"I'll come to your bedroom. Just don't expect me to actually sleep in the bed."


Sanz shook his head and walked out of the kitchen
 
"Ook Mr. grouchy pants..." Sage said throwing her hands in the air lightly. She followed him out of the kitchen before taking the lead up the stairs. She did so quietly, actually avoiding a few places on the stairs where the wood had curled up from water damage. The perks of the bathroom being underneath the stairs no doubt.


When they got to the hallway, there was two doors, one was next to the stairs, the other down the hall. Sage went through the one next to the stairs. The room was pretty small and basic. There wasn't a lot of floor room. There was some room between the bed and the desk. There was a large wardrobe on the other side of the room. That was about it. There wasn't any pictures or such around and her bed was rather plain.
 
Sanz raised an eyebrow slightly as he entered the room. One thing was clear, Sage and her mother were not necessarily in the greatest of living circumstances. As much as Sanz hated his pseudo-exile, at least he had a decent home for one person. He shook his head and leaned against one of the walls


"I expected it to be a tad more flamboyant."
 
"I prefer the term classy." Sage said with a chuckle. She opened up her wardrobe and grabbed a change of clothing, which was almost exactly the same thing she was wearing then, dress pants and button up shirts. She liked that style the best. "I need to change. I'll be a moment. I'm sure I have extra blankets and a pillow somewhere.." Sage said as she walked out of the room.


Her bed was a single, so there was proububly no way the two of them could have slept in it comfortably.
 
Sanz had no choice but look at the bed as he slid down the wall into a sitting position. It was too small for someone of his size by itself. There was no way Sage would have been able to sleep beside him without the two of them being very . . . close. He shook his head.


"You know we're both guys right? There's no need to leave to change."
 
Sage was already gone before he spoke up, so she didn't quite hear him. It was proububly several minutes before Sage was back upstairs again, "So... you going to sleep with me?" She asked him. Sage even added in a wink.
 
"I'll sleep right here thank you."


Sanz was in a sitting position, leaning up against the wall. He had back support, but it looked like he simply intended to let his head rest on his own shoulder or chest right there. It wouldn't be the first time he had done so
 
"Ehe... I got a pillow and blanket... give me a moment." Sage told him, she walked over to the wardrobe and climbed on it a bit before pulling out a pillow and a large winter blanket. "Here..." She threw them on the ground as she pulled them from the top shelf that she couldn't quite reach. With that she jumped down to the ground again.
 
Sanz caught the pillow in his right hand and immediately put it down on the ground next to him.


"Thanks--"


He muttered briefly, not wanting to incite another argument. A portion of the blanket was tucked underneath him as a pad of some sort, while the rest was folded over as a proper blanket


"Remember, three hours."


Sanz closed his eyes with that note. He tried to keep his senses open as he waited for something to happen, but the long day combined with the doctor's visit had taken its toll on his body. He was asleep within minutes. The odd thing was his appearance while he slept. Without conscious effort, his brows did not furrow together in a scowl, nor did his eyes contain the constant angry, annoyed, or tense look that gave the appearance of someone who took no shit from anyone. What was left was . . . someone at the end of a long day. It was like some kind of knot untied itself in his face, leaving it smooth and unwrinkled for the world to see.
 
Sage collapsed into her own before before shutting her eyes. She felt absolutely exhausted. Also terrified.. she had been threatened before, that was not what unnerved her. In fact, she was not sure what was making her feel so unfocused. Something about Sanz was not really adding up. Why were so many people after him? It couldn't just be the pure fact he went around beating people..


Sage finally drifted off to sleep, which only lasted a few moments before she started to feel the urgent need to use the restroom. She mentally cursed it and dragged herself out of bed to the facilities. When she climbed back up the stairs, she stopped a moment to look at Sanz. She was kind of surprised... if not stunned with how peaceful he looked. Sage admitted.. when people slept sometimes it was when you saw the most of them.


She turned to go back to bed before stopping. A thought soon crossed her mind... her lips curled up in a mischievous smile. Turning around once more, she faced Sanz. Quietly she walked closer to him before getting down on the ground. She then shimmied closer to him, holding the sheets up lightly. Soon, she was almost in his arms, though one was broken. Her legs soon touched his, one of them snaking between him so that their legs became entangled. With that, she closed her eye, laying her head next to his own.


She was proububly going to die this morning.
 
Subconsciously, Sanz's good arm reached out for the heat source that was in front of him putting the two of them even closer. That only lasted a couple of hours however . . . in exactly 2 hours and 45 minutes, Sanz's eyes started to blink open. He knew he hadn't been asleep long, it was still dark outside. He was very comfortable however, much warmer then he had ever expected. That was when he noticed the blue hair in front of his face. A quick look down revealed Sage, lying right next to him. Sanz had to blink once--twice--as a certain switch flipped on in his brain and he became fully awake. In one second, his entire body registered the situation he was in. His eyes saw Sage's sleeping face directly in front of him. His nose could smell the slight stench of sweat coming off both of them. His arm lying on top of Sage as well as his legs somehow intertwined with Sage's own gave off sensations of warmth coming off very smooth skin. Panic set in. Sanz bolted back against the wall, slamming against it in his haste with a bit of a shout. That was when the fires of all the hells shot up through Sanz's arm and had him give out a more vocal yell. The painkillers were wearing off, and that jolt had not done him any favors.
 
Sage yell started the hell out of Sage. Not the first one, she was still waking up. But the second yell, the yell of excruciating pain. Sage jumped up and looked at Sanz rather wide eyed. It took her a moment to realize what really had happened. Granted she wanted to scare him.... but she didn't want him to hurt himself like he just did, "Ah-- Ah i'll go get some pain killers!" Sage told him quickly, though she hadn't move yet, more like waiting for him to say yes or no.
 
Sanz let out a groan through his teeth and hissed in a breath between his teeth as he hit the wall with his good fist. He hadn't had enough room to back completely away from Sage, so he was still roughly in arm's reach. With great effort, he gripped Sage's shoulder--hard--and then brought his head down on Sage's own. To Sage, it probably would have felt like a sledgehammer had collided with his cranium. Sanz took in a few deep breaths, the release of hitting something serving to push the pain away somewhat


"Never. Do that. Again."
 
(Debating if she really is knocked out lol...)


Sage didn't have time for a teasing retort, as Sanz had hit her head so hard she was most likely down for the count. She didn't seem to be moving at the hard hit to her forehead.
 
(She could be? Ultimately up to you)


Sanz let out another groan as he stood up


"If my left arm wasn't broken I might've--"


He stopped and looked down at Sage lying on the floor


"Um . . . Sage?"


He knelt down and shook Sage from a grip on his shoulder


"Come on even you aren't that frail."
 
Sage groaned lightly before rolling over and holding her head. That was proububly the worst Sanz had actually inflicted pain wise onto her. "Good morning to you too..." She said softly.


"Is everything ok?" Emma asked, opening the door and peaking in. She looked tired. All the shouting must have woken her.
 
Sanz gave a snort and let his hand fall


"Listen, if my arm wasn't broken--"


He had to stop in mid-sentence as the voice of Sage's mother came in from the door. He made a conscious effort to put his voice back in a civil tone


"Yes. Just had a rude awakening, I didn't mean to wake you."
 
(Another one of those weird staff busy days....)


Emma smiled lightly, "I see... do you need some medicine? You look in pain.."


Sage rubbed her head and yawned, she felt like a zombie. "Sanz and I are leaving to his house in a bit..." She had a real headache. "We need to pick some stuff up I guess for a game we are going to play." She told her mom.


Emma didn't seem all that confused by Sage's statement, if anything her eyes reflected worry. "I see. Try not to do anything dangerous..."
 
(It's fine. I understand you have commitments)


"We'll be fine."


Sanz gripped Sage with his good arm underneath the man's armpit


"Come on, up and at-em."
 
"Uuugh..." Sage whine lightly before actually standing up with a bit of Sanz's help. "I'm so a morning person... but this is just too early.." Sage said. "Let me atleast take a shower... I didn't get one last night." Sage mumbled.


Emma smiled at them opened Sage's door a bit wider, "I'll get some painkillers for you Sanz." She told him before turning to go downstairs.
 
Sanz let out a sigh and looked over at the clock. The small red lights blinked out the time as 5:17.


"Fine, just try not to take too long."
 
Sage put a hand on her hip, "I might take a bit longer... I have to tame the raging beast that came out from sleeping next to your manly body." She told him with a cocky grin. With that she skipped out of the room before he could get mad at her for saying something so perverse.
 
Sanz blinked a couple of times as Sage ran down the stairs. The . . .


Something registered in his face as if a light bulb was going off and he let out an audible groan


"Good god . . . He's going to be the death of me."


Sanz walked down the stairs slowly, though the creaks easily gave him away
 

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