Cyrus hurried down the hallway. His breathing heavy. Blond hair messy. That idiot Soren hadn't woke him up. And he missed breakfast cause of that stupid Soren.
Cyrus with his books to his chest arrived infront of the class. Breathing heavily. "Sorry I'm late, sir." He breathed out.
Master Elric, the history teacher and a mage for the holy temple sighed and rubbed his temples. "Come in and sit." He looked like he has aged a lot because of two boys.
Cyrus nodded and went inside. Sitting down besides Soren, who looked at him smugly. Cyrus gritted his teeth. "Why didn't you wake me up?"
Sore sighed and leaned back, "I tried to" he said, "but you told me to go away."
Cyrus wanted to punch Soren for bring accurate. But he decided against it. They sat through the history lesson. The teacher talked of magic and curses.
Cyrus took notes while Soren yawned, stretching his arms. Soren already knew this stuff and knows his score on history. he excelled in all subjects whike Cyrus was second to him.
Behind them, the white-haired, yellow eyed twins Ray and Jay complete mirror image of eachother. We're planning their next prank move. At only ten year old, both of them tormented the entire orphabage with their pranks.
Besides the window sat twelve year old Marryanne. Just making a leaf dance not paying that much attention to Master Elric. As she is also deciding on the next prank she will pull
And besides Marryanne in the farthest corner. six year old Maelis with the power of Illusions, literally fell asleep on one of her Illusion-conjured pillow. She drooled all over the desk.
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Class had ended. Soren had stepped to the yard. Sitting down under the tree.
"Big bro Soren," Maelis waddled through the crowd. She hugged his side.
"Hey there, little oracle jelly." Maelis peaked up through her dark blue bangs at Soren.
"You promised that you will see my illustrations."
"I did say that." Soren stroked Maelis's cheek, "go ahead, show me."
Maelis giggled and focused- well focused as much as a six year old could focus. She closed her hazel eyes and smiled. Then two dolls appeared that weirdly looked like Soren and Cyrus. Just dancing. Moving along the ground.
Soren raised his eye brows. Of course Maelis would make a tiny doll version of him to make him dance. It was kinda cute.
Then Maelis lost her focus. As quickly as the dolls appeared, they disappeared just as quickly. She looked up at Soren.
"Did you like it?" She couldn't hide the excitement in her voice.
"It was lovely."
"Yay." Maelis hopped around.
"Mae-mae," Marryanne called, "come on. we need another player."
"Okay" Maelis replied as she hopped away from Soren and went with Marryanne towards the other kids.
Soren watched her leave.
"Still babysitting?" Cyrus said as he appeared when Maelis had left.
Soren smiled. The same smile that Cyrus finds infuriating. "Well someone's gotta make sure the kids don't stay lonely."
"When ever are they lonely?" Cyrus rolled his eyes "They are surrounded by the same crotch goblins their age"
"Well." Soren said, "they can be lonely at heart."
Cyrus rolled his eyes. "Anyway, Master Elric wants us at four PM sharp." He said as he turned to leave.
Soren didn't know why Master Elric needed them. Well he did find out rather soon.
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"Stand your stances." Elric's voice boomed through out the training yard.
Soren already in his position watched as Cyrus got into position. The kids surrounded the entire sidelines of the training grounds as both boys stood their stances.
"Ready..."
Soren narrowed his eyes in focus. Looking for Cyrus's vitals to avoid them.
"Set..."
Cyrus eyed Soren like he was gonna be his next meal. Teeth baring. Mismatched green and red eyes glaring.
As the atmosphere became intense and in the glaring gazed of many of the orphanage students. Both of them were waiting for the last command of Master Elric.
"Fight!"
As the last echo of his voice boom. Both Sore and Cyrus lunged at eachother. Both fierce.
Cyrus conjured up a fireball from his left hand. Throwing it at Soren's direction. Soren smirking, with just his finger-tip He let the water swirl out and a waterball was hit which dissipated the incoming fire-ball coming his way.
"My turn." Sore chucked as a burst of water hurled towards Cyrus like a strong water current threatening to sweep him away.
Cyrus hit his right palm straight on the ground as by his force a wall of strong vines and plants emerged from the ground, defecting the water current.
"All you got, you rap-bastard?" It was Cyrus's turn to smirk. As he conjured by leaves, sharp leaves and as he brought up his arm towards Soren. The knaves obeying his commands hurled themselves at Soren. They spun in the air like shap knives waiting in their water to cut Soren's pretty face.
Soren smirked. And for some reason seeing that Cyrus's smirk faltered. Soren flicked his wrist as another surge of water hurled towards Cyrus's direction. Immobilising the on-coming leaves and along with it; hits Cyrus on the chest due to not being able to dodge it.
He flies backwards, completely soaked in water. His ass hit the ground hard. His white shirt was now see through. Water dripped from his body like sweat.
Soren smirked as the crowd of orphans cheered.
Cyrus's face turned red. Soren couldn't tell wht us turned red. Is it cause of embarrassment or anger.
"Okay that's all for today." Elric said picking up his staff. "You." He looked at Cyrus, "go change your clothes."
He then looked at Soren, "you help him to his room."
"Yes sir."
Soren knew its gonna be hard to 'help' Cyrus. Because of his chuwawa personality. Always barking at him.
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"Hey there, sunshine." Soren called out to Soren as he walked inside their shared room.
Cyrus hadn't got himself out of of his room. He rolled himself in his blanket. Probably to hide from his embarrassment. Ignoring Soren's smug expression.
He hadn't got out since Soren had painfully dragged bim here. "Darling?" Soren called again. "You missed breakfast this morning. Are you gonna miss supper as well."
"I'm not hungry." Cyrus said flatly, "and don't call me that."
Soren smirked. Whenever Soren had excelled in something better than Cyrus. Cyrus would wrap himself in his blanket and qont talk to anyone. That's how he is.
"Hm?" What Cyrus didn't know is that Soren had sneaked him some food. "Is that so?"
Soren walked beside him.
"Yeah- mnm" Soren pushed a piece of chicken into Cyrus's mouth as he opened it to answer.
"Yum yum," much to Cyrus's dismay Soren starts teasing him, "right?"
Cyrus's cheeks turned red. As he chews. After he swallows he was about to yell at Soren but then he gets another piece of chicken shoved into his mouth. It continued until. The chicken was finished.
Sore had been doing this whenever Cyrus was skipping meals. He needs his rival to be well fed after all.