Transforming [open]

Jace frowned and cocked his head, trying to think of any catches for going with the boy. It could be fun and if things started to get 'messy' he could just leave, and fast. "Father won't be happy so we'll have to take the back route. I don't want him seeing me with you." He stood up and held out his hand, "Come on, chicken, i'll hold your hand all the way through," he said, in a patronising voice.

Alex stood up, ignoring Jace's hand. "Oh haha. Such a comic genius," he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes at the other boy. "What's so bad about daddy anyway?" Alex asked in the same patronising tone. He partly regretted saying it, but it was too late now. It wasn't like he could hurt Jace's feelings. He doubted the boy had any anyway.

Jace smiled coldly, "You wouldn't want to know." The comment hadn't offended him. Most of the neighbour hood thought his father was mad, and perhaps he was. Either way it didn't affect Jace, he just liked to please his father most of the time and avoid his rages if possible. If he was honest, he was afriad of him but he would never admit that to anyone. "Shall we go then? The mall shuts at 9 and it's already 8." He brushed down his clothes then headed off into the woods.

Alex raised his eyebrow at the comment, but didn't press it. Alex scraped up Jace's shirt from the floor and handed it to him as they walked. "You don't think this is a bad idea do you?" he asked quietly. He wondered if anyone who had a tattoo ever regretted them. But then, as he thought about it. It would only be a small one. One he could covered up if he wanted to.

Jace laughed, pulling his shirt on over his head, "You're asking me, the guy covered in tattoos, if this is a bad idea?" He snorted at the stupidity of the comment then shrugged, "No going back once you've got it," he said bluntly, not worried about perhaps hurting Alex's feelings. Emotions were something which he didn't deal with unless they were his own. "Well i love every single one of mine," he added on, glancing at Alex.

Alex nodded his head, Jace was right. No going back. But no one would complain. Well, Destin might. But he would have to get used to it. He sighed and pulled at a few leaves as they entered the town. The brighter lights blinded him for a moment. He came to a halt at the edge of the sidewalk and followed Jace as he seemed to know where he was going. "They are nice..." he said eventually - referring to Jace's tattoos. "Don't they hurt a lot though, like, on your hips...for example." he said, offhandedly.

Jace turned around, wondering why Alex had stopped walking. "Yes they were pretty painful..." he trailed off, smiling at the memories. "But then again, i like pain." He grinned manically for a second then turned around and started walking. "Where do you want it anyway?" he asked, glancing behind him to make sure Alex was still following. He didn't really want to support the rumours of his family's madness by being caught talking to himself.

Alex caught up with Jace, still thinking, "On my hip," he said chewing on his bottom lip. Reaching into his pocked he pulled out a little slip of paper with the design he wanted. He carried it everywhere just incase he ever had enough courage to get it. He handed it to Jace silently. It was a design with three shooting stars - one red, yellow and blue all flying down, as if they were entering his trousers. He had smiled the first time he had drawn it. Thinking of all the euphemisms it could represent.

Jace smirked, "Nice idea. You should definitely get it on your hip. Just think of what all your boyfriends will think." He winked at him and handed back the design, still smiling to himself. "It won't be that bad, it's just the skin is thinner over the hips so it's more painful than somewhere like your shoulder." It was quite sweet really to see Alex so nervous about it but it was annoying at the same time. People who weren't confident about something were highly irritating. Then again, he hadn't quite got it into his head that not everyone was like him, part of being home schooled probably.

Alex chuckled lightly as they came to a stop outside the parlor. It was a place Alex had passed many times. He sighed and stepped in, taking for a moment with the girl on the desk. "Well, here goes..." he said, smiling somewhat weakly at Jace as he removed his shirt. Handing the design to the artist he lay back in the chair and waited for the pain. He supposed Jace would end up laughing at him as he bit his lip in agony. Why did he talk himself into these things?

Jace smirked and stepped inside as well, nodding to the girl. He was a regular here and they had had many....appointments...together with much more happening than just tattoos. "How are you, Stacy?" he asked, politely, taking a seat next to Alex. They made idle chit-chat whilst Alex had his design sketched on him before the needle was ready. "Bring on the pain," he said, quietly, smirking at Alex.

Alex winced a little was the needle began to trace the design. Jace was right - it hurt a lot. But Alex wasn't going to reveal anything. If Jace and Nick could do this, so could he. "I hate you, did you know?" he said, smirking at Jace. He didn't hate Jace, even after...well, Alex was trying to forget about that. He still had the bruises on his neck. Although not all the marks on his neck were made in anger. He bit his lip, the pain was subsiding a little. He had let his mind wander onto other things. Making the pain slowly flow away.

Jace chuckled, "Mmm i know." He watched with a look of mild fascination as the tattoo was drawn. It was one thing having them done on yourself but another to actually watch one being done on another person. "Cool design," he said, looking up at Alex. He smirked at the look of pain on his face and shook his head, "I told you it would hurt."

"Oh shut up," Alex smirked as the coloured ink tarnished his skin. Soon it was over. Finally. Alex stood and looked at it in the mirror. It was perfect, exactly how he imagined it. He thanked the artist and turned to face Jace, "Well, you like it?" he asked flashing Jace a smile.

Jace looked at the new tattoo and smiled, "It's awesome." He smiled broadly and ruffled Alex's hair before winking at the girl, "Cheers Stace, i'll see you around some time..." He turned back to Alex, "Shall we? I'm starved," he asked, gesturing towards the door. It wouldn't long until the mall closed now but there was still time to get some food.

Alex nodded, he was too surprised to answer properly, why was Jace asking to spend more time with him? Following Jace out of the door he smiled and took his hand, mimicking a little child as they crossed the road. "Thanks...for staying with me," he said quietly. He wondered why Jace was being friendly too him, did he want something? Another f*ck maybe...

Jace snorted, "Anything to see a pretty face scrunched up in pain," he said, winking at Alex. They headed up to the food court where he ordered a large ham burger and fries. "You want anything?" he asked over his shoulder, wallet in hand. They were an extremely rich family and he normally got whatever he wanted. Unless of course his father was in a bad mood. His stomach rumbled at the smell of the food. "Still can't believe you let my prey get away," he muttered.

Alex chuckled, "Just some fries, please," Alex said looking round for a table. It was quite empty, so most of the tables were free. "Oh I am sorry, rabbit will have to be tomorrow's lunch," he said pressing a cheeky kiss on Jace's neck before going to sit at a free table. He liked going out, it was a time where he could properly breath. However being with Jace made him a little tense, he was a strange boy to say the least.

Jace ordered the food then came and sat opposite Alex, pushing his fries over, "There you go," he said, smirking. He ripped open his burger and took a large mouthful, smiling as the delicious food slid down his throat. "Well it's not quite as good as a juicy rabbit but it will do." He winked at Alex then took another bite, losing himself into the food. Food, tattoos, sex and hunting - the four things which Jace couldn't live without.

"Thanks," Alex said, nibbling on some fries. It was a rare occasion when Alex got to eat out, he never usually had enough money. It was nice. Even if it was with Jace. Sitting back Alex tried to figure the other boy out, they had gone from killing to kissing to eating in such a short space of time. Why? What did Jace really want with him? Biting down on some more fries Alex sat forward again, "So...how do you like school?"

Jace scowled, "I don't like it much. It's fascinating to see everyone's powers and to watch how everyone interacts with each other, but i'm not really a people person. Everyone's so....friendly," he said, trying to find the best word to describe them. He sometimes wished that he had a power where he could obtain other people's powers. Then he would be nearly unstoppable.... But no, he had to remember that he was playing the 'good guy' role.

Alex nodded, "I can see you're not a people person," he smirked. Looking up at the expression on Jace's face, he frowned, "What's so interesting about people's powers?" he asked, wondering briefly if Jace was able to tell what people's powers were just by looking at them.

Jace looked up at Alex and smirked, "Because our powers are fascinating. How can the human race evolve to create people such as ourselves? And the different range of powers. Anything from telekensis to super strength. It's amazing, don't you think?" He stopped himself there, not wanting to give away too much. He took another mouthful of burger and was once again lost in the food for a moment.

Alex smiled, "If only I had a half decent superpower," he grinned slowly finishing his fries. He sat back and looked at Jace. He licked the salt away from his lips folding his arms neatly over his chest. He wondered if maybe there was more to Jace than he would ever let on. No matter how close they got. Well, there was so much Jace didn't know about him. So it was probably fair.

Jace raised an eyebrow, "Your power is cool," he said, confused once again by certain people's dislike for their powers. "It would be useful to be able to hear everything for miles. And who knows, maybe you'll develop another power at some stage. My telekensis started when my father...." But he trailed off, suddenly realising that he was about to say too much. He looked down and nibbled at his fries, silently cursing himself for being so loose-tongued.