Ventus: Diapers By Day and Night

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(Lol, see what I did there? Private thread.)

"Partners? Partners? Doesn't Mister Eraqus know we don't like each other? Can you get more cliche?" Ventus, a blonde teen, grumbled. He walked down the sidewalk, to his partner's, and enemy's, house. Sipping on a soda the blonde ran a hand through his unnaturally spiky hair. His bright blue eyes squinted in the harsh sunlight. Digging a hand into his tan jean's pockets he withdrew sunglasses and put them on. It helped and he sipped the soda again. His backpack over his checkered shirt covered shoulder he was (sort of) ready to do this project with Vanitas.


They had never really gotten along. Almost like two of the same sides of a magnet. It didn't matter, they just never got along.

Vanitas growled softly he sat, watching TV. He had the place all to himself for once and he couldn't enjoy it. "Stupid Mister Eraqus," he grumbled. "I swear that guy has it out for me. He knows that pathetic wuss and I don't get along." Hate shimmered in his golden eyes at the thought of the blonde. "Does he think we're going to become friends like in some crappy Disney movie?" He sat back and huffed, blowing a spikey lock of black hair out of his face.

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Ventus grumbled,finishing his drink before he even got into the door. "This day sucks. I was gonna totally sleep in." He grumbled. He shuffled from foot to foot in worry about having to spend the day, maybe more then one, with the kid that hated his guts. And he did have to pee from the soda. Or maybe it was just nerves. He knocked on the door, a quick three raps. He waited patiently for a few moments before he knocked on the door again.

Vantias groaned as he got up, heading to the door. "In," he said tersely, indicating the hallway behind him with a jut of his head. He stood out of the way, mostly, arms across his chest and a scowl across his face. Just because he had to work with Ventus didn't mean he was going to be happy about it.

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"Jeesh, ever heard of hospitality douche?" Ven grunted, walking past him. Ventus walked into the hallway. He looked around the house, it looked better then his. "You have a nice house." Ventus admitted. "So, this project...Wanna get it over with?" Ven asked, shifting his backpack. "Or do I get a tour first?" The teen chuckled lamely....seeing the lack of response from the other teen he shut up. Sometimes Vanitas was intimidating. It actually increased his nerves and he wanted to pee more.

"Hospitality is for guests," Vantias replied, slamming the door behind Ventus. He stood behind the blonde, trying to look intimidating. "Thanks," he grumbled. That was probably the only thing he liked about his ass of a father, the guy made a lot of money. "Let's just get this thing over with. You already know where the door is, the only other place you need to know is the living." He pointed to just past the other boy. "That's where we'll be working." He walked towards their destination, not waiting for the blonde to follow him.

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"I'm not a guest? What the hell?" Ven grumbled. He blushed, the finest blush, at the state Vanitas shot him. He gave Ven the creeps. He followed Vanitas to the living room, plopping down on he couch. He had to pee even more now though and Vanitas wasn't giving up on that stare. "Would you stop that creepy stare dude?" He huffed, putting one leg over the other. He had to pee even more. What was up?

Vanitas glared at Ventus even harder, just to annoy him. "So do you want to get this over with or what?" He took his notes from the class. "The soon we get this started, the sooner I can rid of your scrawny ass."

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Ven sneered at the other teenager. "Fine, let's start." He grumbled, now with the intense amber gaze directed his way he felt I burn a hole into his bladder. He really had to pee! He would die before he told Vanitas that though. He pulled off his backpack and pulled out a notebook and pen. "Ok, so, the correct way to figure out the main audience of reflective essay's in magazines using Crook's idea is..,.." Ven began and they started to work. Twenty minutes into the English assignment Ven felt as if his badder would burst! He bit his bottom lip and clenched his legs together. He could hardly move!

Vanitas wrote as Ventus talked, taking every opportunity he could to annoy the blonde. Just because he had to work with him didn't mean he had to be nice. He noticed the other teen's discomfort. "You OK man," he asked, actually a little concerned. "You do know I'm not actually going to hurt you. Well, not until we turn this in." He smirked. OK, maybe he was taking things too far, but this was fun for him.