New Leaf [closed]

[Rhett Goddard]

Rhett knocked on Ulrich's dorm room, and heck, did the blonde hate knocking on doors. One of the German's roommates let him in and Rhett walked through the common room to Ulrich's in opposite corner. There, he knocked again, even if it pained him in his gut.

He knocked again, and then once again, clenching his fists with strength to control his urge to simply enter or pick the lock on the damn wooden thing.

The door opened and Rhett launched himself into grabbing Ulrich's face with his hands and kissing him for several seconds.

"I'm sorry." He said by pulling their faces apart until only their noses touched. "I fucked things up and I'm sorry."

Lately, it seemed Rhett was all apologies.

[Ulrich Schneider]

Ulrich was reading, yes, that's right, he was reading. It was a book about Nazism during World War II, one of the few things he is interested in learning about in school. The whole Nazi culture fascinated him because it was an important part of his German heritage. Did he want a repeat of of World War II with a new Hitler leading a battle? Not really. He was just really interested in it. Plus, the Nazi uniforms and weapons were bad ass. He was going to add a Luger (which is a WWII era German pistol) to his Christmas wish list for sure.

He heard a knock at the door to his dorm, but he ignored it. He figured one of his roommates would get it anyway, and they did. Then, he heard a knock at his bedroom door, which was odd since no one ever came to visit him really. He stood up and opened the door, allowing Rhett to rush in, grab his face, and kiss him.

"Wha-" was all he could say. He was at a loss for words. Spontaneity was something he wasn't quite used to yet.

Ulrich pulled away, closed the door to his bedroom, and locked it so there would be no unwanted intrusions. "It's okay... I think... what's wrong? Did something happen?"

He looked at Rhett with eyes full of both worry and intrigue. Ulrich didn't know what the hell was going on, and usually, he wouldn't bother figuring it out. However, Rhett's kiss caught his attention.

[Rhett Goddard]

Rhett's first impulse was to avoid Ulrich's question. "I don't want to talk about it" He'd answer first and then, probably, keep kissing Ulrich, or simply changing the subject, until what Rhett had said was no longer of importance. The blonde had to clench his fists again, and bit his lip, to resist his urge to do so, even if, in all truthfulness, Rhett didn't want to talk about it.

"Yes." Rhett grabbed Ulrich's hand and walked with him to bed, sitting immediately. "This... guy I met. I think I sort of like him, but..." Rhett strengthened his grip on Ulrich's hand. "He doesn't like me back.... and I realized..." He and looked straight at the German's eyes. "What am I doing liking a guy who doesn't like me back or being in love with a guy who doesn't give me the time of day when I like someone who does like me back?" With his free hand, Rhett caressed the German boy's face softly. "You're a good guy, Randolf, and you deserve much better, but nonetheless I..." He looked away from one small second before focusing his eyes at Ulrich again. "I think we should date. I want us to date."

[Ulrich Schneider]

Ulrich sat down with Rhett on the bed and listened closely to everything he had to say while the older boy vented to him. Meanwhile, he pushed his Nazi book onto the floor to get it out of the way.

The first person Rhett was talking about was obviously Odion. It didn't take Ulrich long to figure that out. The second person, the one that Rhett liked and actually liked him back, was still a mystery... until Rhett said that he wanted them to date.

"Date me?" Ulrich asked. He already knew Rhett was talking about him, but he had to confirm it anyway. "Rhett... I... I don't... I don't know how..." he finally admitted.

He wasn't lying either. Did dating mean that they had to hold hands in public? Eat at a restaurant together? Have sex? Ulrich was clueless.

[Rhett Goddard]

"Yes, you." Rhett confirmed Ulrich's words.

The German boy's sentence made Rhett frown slightly. It was a weird thing to say, and admit, but a few seconds in, it made sense to Rhett. He had forgotten who he was dealing with. After all, several days had passed since he had last talked with Ulrich, and they hadn't had frequent contact ever since their pool incident. Maybe it was time to change that. Heck, dating was, in fact, changing that.

"It's ok." Rhett nodded. "It's just... being together... going out... doing stuff..." Rhett leaned in and placed another kiss in the boy's lips. "kissing... talking..." He slid closer the other blonde. "as long as you want to as well, we'll see what happens and what does not. We'll take it from there." Rhett now held Ulrich's hand with both of his, squeezing it strongly and slowly caressing it. "So that's the question, do you?"

[Ulrich Schneider]

Ulrich took a brief moment to think about it. He liked doing stuff on his own, all alone. It was what he was good at. He lived that way. But at the same time, having someone to be together and do stuff with seemed nice as well (the kissing was an added bonus because Rhett really knew how to make his lips tingle).

There were two answers he could give: yes and no. It wasn't long however that Ulrich decided that he just couldn't say no. He couldn't deny Rhett right to his face. He liked Rhett, even though the boy frustrated him sometimes. He was also really complicated. Then again, Ulrich knew that most things in life didn't come easy.

The German gave in. He looked into Rhett's eyes and said, "yes." He was willing to commit himself to the older boy for the time being. It was a new experience for him, a chance to learn and expand his horizons (which he was told he really needs to do by his counselors). He knew it would be challenging, but he was ready for a challenge. Shotting marbles at soda cans in the courtyard had become way too easy. It was time for a change, no matter how long or brief it will be.

"Can you kiss me again?" Ulrich asked shyly. "It makes my lips feel... good..."

Since they were dating now, Ulrich figured it didn't hurt to be honest.

[Rhett Goddard]

It felt good to hear that "yes". Even if Rhett was a bit sure he wasn't going to hear a "no" from Ulrich, the blonde was, still, a bit nervous about it. He hated that his ESP was nonexistent with Ulrich, otherwise, Rhett would had had this conversation without one small doubt or fear in his mind. Then again, it was probably for the better, Rhett was trying new approaches here.

"I will." Rhett leaned into Ulrich with full confidence now, but stopped when their noses touched again. "But if you ask me again, I won't stop." The blonde locked lips with the younger boy and pushed him back until both lied in bed, the French boy on top of the German, and both his hands in Ulrich's face... neck... shoulder... chest. "So... ask me again."

[Ulrich Schneider]

Before Ulrich knew it, he was lying on his bed with Rhett on top of him. His testosterone was taking over and his body was strongly reacting to the French boy's touch. Ulrich was in a bit of a daze. He never imagined he would ever get this affectionate with Rhett... ever, and now, that's exactly what he was doing. They kissed while the older boy's hands explored the upper part of his body. He had never been touched in such a manner before, so it was quite foreign to the German. He liked it though.

Ulrich found Rhett's proposition to be odd though. If he asked again, Rhett wouldn't stop. He didn't quite understand what that meant. Did it mean he just wouldn't stop kissing... or did it mean he wouldn't stop from moving on to other more intimate things? He wanted to stop and ask, but even Ulrich, a guy with no sexual experience at all, knew that would kill the mood. There was really only one way for him to find out. "Can you kiss me?" he asked again as his hands wandered up to Rhett's hips.

[Rhett Goddard]

Having heard the "go" signal, and feeling Ulrich's hand reach his hips, Rhett immediately shifted his attention from Ulrich's lips to his neck, giving the swiftest tongue massage he could deliver his hands kept going, slowly but steadily, down.

No... Rhett stopped as his hands reached Ulrich's pants. He sighed and stopped kissing the boy's neck, instead placing his hands in the mattress and using them as support to lift himself and look at the blonde's face. Rhett was trying a good thing, and it was all about resisting his urges. Just as the boy stopped himself from sneaking into Ulrich's room to talk to him, the same way he resisted his urge of avoiding to talk about what had happened that had him here, Rhett was now deciding to not go down the same path he would usually go now.

"You're so..." He said before landing a small peck in Ulrich's lips and letting himself drop in bed next to Ulrich. "pretty." Rhett was lying in the side of his body and used his upper hand to grab Ulrich's hip and pull it closer to his, latching their legs together and forming a knot with them. "Very."

[Ulrich Schneider]

Ulrich was loving every single second of attention Rhett was giving him, but he was beginning to be a bit nervous. The boy's hands were wandering down his body closer and closer to... that area. Rhett stopped though, and lay down beside him on the bed, locking their legs together comfortably. Ulrich moved himself as close to Rhett as physically possible and basked in the warmth of the bodily contact. He liked it a lot. He could definitely get used to it.

"You are, too," Ulrich replied to Rhett's compliment. He was blushing intensely. "And you're very good at kissing." Ulrich touched the spots on his neck where Rhett's lips were only moments ago. He could only imagine what other kind of pleasures the French boy could expose him to.

"So..." Ulrich began thinking aloud, "does this mean that you're my... boyfriend... now...?"

[Rhett Goddard]

"You got the ropes of it quick enough." Rhett replied back.

He knew he was good at kissing. He was french after all, and even if it was a silly prejudice, it was true with Rhett. Nonetheless, the compliment made him smile a bit. He then accommodated his lower arm to use as pillow while used the one top to rub Ulrich's back, both upper and lower, over his shirt. He was about to reach even lower when he dropped that question, which made Rhett's eyes open wide immediately.

"I..." He swallowed saliva. "I don't think it necessarily means that." He tried to remain calm and have on top of his head who he was dealing with. "Do you want that?" He asked out of curiosity, and not meaning it as a proposal. "I think we should take it slow. I said it once... I stick to that."

[Ulrich Schneider]

"Maybe... one day... I do..." Ulrich replied. "I want to take it slow like you though." He wrapped his arms around Rhett and burried his head in the boy's chest. "I was just curious."

He took a deep breath, taking in Rhett's scent at the same time. "What do you think our first date or whatever should be...?"" he asked next as he snuggled close. If it wasn't obvious that Ulrich didn't know anything about dating before, it was definitely obvious now.

"You're really... comfortable..." Ulrich could feel Rhett's defined muscles through his shirt. "It feels nice holding you." That urge to fall asleep when you're comfy was hitting Ulrich. He tried fighting it off, but a yawn still escaped him.

[Rhett Goddard]

Rhett nodded at Ulrich's words. He was grateful this didn't turn into some bigger drama. Ulrich's question made the boy wander. He didn't quite know what they should do for their first date. He thought of the most classic thing: dinner and a movie. They were classics for a reason, they were a good date, specially to get to know someone. But Ulrich and Rhett weren't particularly classic people, so maybe that wasn't the road to take.

"Let's go ice skating." He nodded. "The lake's frozen," He remembered the last time he was there, a couple of weeks ago, and how he had gotten a bit better at it that day. "and I'm trying to kind of learn."

Rhett then blushed lightly with Ulrich's following words. The German was also comfortable for Rhett, and a couple of seconds after Ulrich yawned, Rhett did too. It was contagious, and maybe Rhett was also, suddenly, feeling a bit tired. The blonde slid to the center of the bed, where he was more comfortable, and pulled Ulrich along with him, rolling him around to instead spoon him from behind and entangling their legs again.

"You're so cute." He said before kissing the back of Ulrich's neck and burying his face in it.

[Ulrich Schneider]

Ice skating worked for Ulrich. He has only done it a few times back home with his family on a frozen lake, but he had enough natural balance to be quite good at it. If Rhett wanted to learn, Ulrich could teach him. "That sounds good," Ulrich assured him, "I can help you."

When Rhett maneuvered behind him, Ulrich felt a bit odd. He squirmed around a little until the older boy entangled their legs. The position was unusual to Ulrich. He was not used to being spooned. It made him feel... dominated... which unsettled him. He had a hard time relaxing, but after his neck was kissed, he calmed down. It didn't take him very long to get comfortable again after that.

Ulrich closed his eyes. He quickly grew tired, and he tried to fight off his sleepiness. He was just too comfortable in his own bed with Rhett by his side. He trusted Rhett - at least enough to fell asleep next to him, so he let his consciousness fade away and dozed off in a matter of minutes.