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Nikola Tesla was not a boy, man, boy to be trifled with. He might have only been sixteen, thank you birthday for at least adding some dignity to his youth, but he was not someone that you deliberately annoyed. Not unless you wanted to keep your fingers, your car, your pride or whatever it was that you held precious. And someone had made an enemy of Nikola today and for that someone was going down.

"Really Nikola, you're taking this rather personally old sport. School prank, freshmen hijinks."

Nikola scowled at James as he tried to comfort him. Comfort him! Nikola Tesla! Shrugging the hand off his shoulders, Nikola gathered his papers before slamming his locker shut and storming towards the changing rooms.

"This is ridiculous, hand me that towel." Nikola ordered one of the freshman, removing his ruined shirt. Discarding his cufflinks as he began to strip, Nikola examined his beautiful, handsewn, expensive shirt. Slushied. He had been slushied due to his stature and age they had thought that he, he, was one of those ridiculous freshers. Swearing in his mother tongue, Nikola looked up at the other boy in the room about to rant before pausing. Ah, it had to be him didn't it? "Towel, please."

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Alcuin was surprised when Nikola touched him, but didn't seem bothered by it. His cheeks also flushed a little, but it could have been from the heat of the shower.

"It is," he confirmed. "It took such a long time. I find I like it, though. Maybe someday I'll make something like it permanent. What do you think?"

Magazines, pictures, stolen glimpses really could not do Alcuin justice. There was something that the cameras managed to capture but it left a lot out and a lot to the imagination and Nikola's imagination was spectacular. Apart from Helen, Nikola had very little interest in the other students romantically. They were boring but there was something about Alcuin no Delaunay that wasn't boring.

"It's beautiful," Nikola replied almost absentmindedly before delivering Alcuin his usual devilish smirk. Nikola used it to hide how he truly felt, people heard his words but the smirk threw them and often made them think he was insincere which was fine with Nikola. He had his own games to play. "Just like it's owner."

Nikola tried to school his cheeks not to flush too much, to give the game away before he plunged his head beneath the spray. Covering his face with his hands when he was afraid it might say too much.

Alcuin was fifteen, and though he'd been doing print advertisements since he was a child, he had only been in the world of adult runway modeling for about a year. He was propositioned with some frequency, typically by men who had no idea how young he was, occasionally women as well. He brushed it all off easily.

And despite that, he had very little experience with romantic advancements by anyone his own age - so much that he wasn't even sure if that was what was happening.

"Thank you," he said softly, looking at him for a moment (again, quite above the neck), and then moved under the spray himself, sliding his hands up into his hair to soap it.

"Nikola, do you..." he began, but then heard someone else enter the showers. And he cut himself off abruptly. The last thing he needed was for anyone to get the idea that he was being faggy in the showers.

He hated it, but it was probably clear: He really was afraid of them.

Nikola glanced beneath his fingertips at Alcuin, looking at him as he began before he cut himself off abruptly. Nikola didn't like that, the fear. No one should ever feel like that. Nikola looked down, glimpsing bare back and tattoo before he ran his hand up over his face, through his hair before shaking the water droplets out behind him. Turning the water off, Nikola tossed a smile at Alcuin raising an eyebrow at him before grabbing his towel and wrapping it around his waist.

Nikola gave the intruder a 'I will cut you' stare before walking over to his locker. Nikola might have been younger than most seniors but he certainly made an impression and he was certainly never to be messed with. Ever.

Opening his locker, Nikola began to change slowly waiting for Alcuin. Not that he would admit that but Nikola wanted to know what he was about to ask before he was interrupted. Rolling up his sleeves, Nikola turned leaning back against his locker as he slowly buttoned his shirt up.

Alcuin emerged from the shower a few minutes later and was glad to see that Nikola was still there. After he pulled on his pants, he moved beside him to finish dressing.

"I was wondering..." he began. "If you might be willing to help me with physics. I'm terribly behind from missing school, and I think... I think you're smarter than the tutor my uncle hired."

He paused, and then added quickly, "I could pay you, of course."

It might also had something to do with wanting to spend more time with him, but he wasn't about to say that.

Nikola turned his head, glancing at Alcuin as he began to redress. Nikola might have been a senior but he was a teenage boy and Alcuin had been the source of his attraction for some time now. Not that he had admitted that to anyone, not even Helen or James and definitely not John or Nigel.

"Ah, physics one of my favourite subjects." Nikola replied, folding his collar down and making sure his appearance was flawless before he pulled his waistcoat on. Looking at Alcuin, Nikola considered the proposition carefully before nodding. Science, money and he got to spend time with Alcuin no Delaunay what could be better? "I won't do your tests for you or help you cheat but if you really want a tutor and don't mind a hard taskmaster then okay, I'll tutor you. Do you want to start today?"

"Oh no, I really do only want to learn," Alcuin assured him quickly. But then he looked a little relieved at the answer. "Yes, would you like to simply come with me after school? My, ah... driver picks me up."

"That's a shame, that you only want to learn." Nikola replied before offering Alcuin his famous smirk. The same one he usually gave to Helen whenever he was complimenting her intelligence, her legs, her ass, her breasts, her eyes, her face, etc. Nikola picked up his cufflinks, pocketing them before nodding. "That suits me fine. Do you have your curriculum? Never mind I'm sure I have my notes still with me, somewhere plus I have an excellent memory."

Nikola grabbed his things, nodding at Alcuin. "I'll meet you outside after the bell then?"

Alcuin finished buttoning his shirt, and smiled at Nikola. "Yes. Great, thank you, I... I'm looking forward to it."

Nikola closed the locker, looking at Alcuin with a smirk before adding.

"I wouldn't take the main corridor today, it is haze the freshmen day after all. There's an emergency exit at the back of the Science classrooms that is always open, I'd go that way if you want to avoid slushies." Nikola added before waving bye at Alcuin. Taking the main hallway, Nikola glared at a group of jocks who winced and turned around walking the other way. "This is how it's supposed to be."

Nikola spent the day in relative undisturbed peace, he sabotaged the cars of the idiots who had slushied him during his lunch period and reset one of their school grades back to an E. Heading outside after the final bell, Nikola added the final flourish to his sweet revenge before waiting for Alcuin.

"You're late, trouble?" Nikola asked when he finally spotted Alcuin.

"I had to change my shirt," Alcuin sighed, not quite meeting his eyes. "Same old thing. At least it didn't get in my eyes this time."

There was indeed a little bit of blue slushie in his hair.

Though before Nikola could respond, Alcuin waved out at the line of cars, and without thinking took Nikola's hand, pulling him out towards an expensive black towncar.

Nikola was about to make a suggestion when Alcuin took his hand, silencing every question and idea that Nikola had. Glancing down at the hand with a silent smirk, Nikola followed Alcuin as he pulled him towards an expensive looking town car. Waiting until they were seated inside, Nikola reached across the car to Alcuin's hair. Fingertips brushing Alcuin's cheeks before Nikola plucked the blue slushie from Alcuin's hair.

"You had a bit in your hair, all gone." Nikola replied sitting back in the seat. It was nice, much nicer than anything that anyone in Nikola's home village had. "Who was it? Just out of curiosity."

"Thank you," said Alcuin with a little smile, a blush. "It was, ah." He glanced toward the front of the car, but Alistair as usual was paying little attention to anything but the road. "Brad. Andrews." His mouth tightened in a straight line. "Welcome back, he always says." And a few other things that Alcuin didn't want to repeat.

He leaned forward then, and said to Alistair, "Straight home, please. Nikola is coming along, he's tutoring me. Is Anafiel back yet?"

"No sir," the driver said. "Mr. Delaunay will be delayed in Paris for another day."

"I'll take care of it," Nikola murmured. Nikola noted the names, glancing out the window as they drove past. Nikola smirked at them, giving them a two fingered salute before sitting back in the seat. Nikola couldn't decide how to proceed by erasing trust funds or grades or both, perhaps a subtle word first. Blackmail was always a possibility. Nikola did love playing the game with these idiots, they were so easy.

"Anafiel? Is he your father?" Nikola asked curiously after a moment before placing his hand down on the seat between him and Alcuin.

"My uncle," said Alcuin, settling back against the seat. "Well, not actually my uncle. He was my father's best friend, they grew up together. When my father died he became my guardian. I was very young, so he's like a father to me."

"And he's in Paris? Are you staying home on your own?" Nikola asked, listening to Alcuin interested. Nikola was often on his own, despite his young age he had been sent here to study. It was with Helen and the Five that Nikola had found a home, a family away from his village that was his. "That must be..." Lonely. "... nice."

Nikola stretched his hands out, his small pinky finger brushing against Alcuin's hand ever so slightly.

Alcuin nodded. "He travels a lot on business. It can be... lonely. It's a big house, it feels empty, even when it's just the two of us."

He hesitated, an then let his fingers brush out a bit toward Nikola's as well.

"Well, then we'll have to try and fill it a little then. Won't we?" Nikola replied with a smirk, glancing down at the accidental brush of fingers against his. His cheeks flushed a little with colour though he didn't move his hand away, instead he lifted his small finger placing it on top of Alcuin's finger casually. "I'm surprised you haven't thrown a party yet or been conned into throwing one. A guardian out of town, a big house..."

"I... don't really have any friends to have tried to talk me into it," Alcuin admitted, and sounded almost embarrassed. He paused, and then added, "Anafiel asks me sometimes if I'd like to give up modeling for a while so that I don't miss as much school, but then... then the kids are so mean to me, like today, and I kind of want to just stop going full stop."

"Well, perhaps we can change that?" Nikola said glancing down before looking up at Alcuin with a more honest smirk. More of a smile really. Nikola let his fingers stretch a little more across Alcuin's as he spoke before his hand covered his. Looking ahead as if he had done nothing Nikola leaned back in the seat. "Don't worry about them. You're my... student? Apprentice? Friend now. I'll sort them out for you."

Alcuin opened his mouth, then closed it again, and then nodded. Smiled a little, too. "You... seem like someone good to have in my corner."

The car began down a long driveway then, through a gate, and up to the front of a very large house. When it stopped, the driver got out and walked around to open Alcuin's door for him.

"Of course I am, I'm Nikola Tesla. I always get my way," Nikola replied with a smirk as Alcuin smiled at him. Nikola let his eyes close for a moment, sliding his hand across Alcuin's before he pulled his hand away as the door to the car opened for Alcuin. Nikola opened his own door, saluting the driver before looking up at the house. "You really weren't understating the house size were you? Come on then, thermodynamics won't learn themselves."

Nikola waited for Alcuin to lead, following him towards the house.

Alcuin smiled again and led them toward the front door, taking out his key to open it. "It's late enough that the maid would be gone as well," he said. "I suppose we have the place to ourselves. Can I make you some tea?"

The inside of the house was well decorated, and Alcuin turned to lead them towards the kitchen.

"Strong, no milk. Lemon, if you have it." Nikola answered, following Alcuin into his home. It was beautiful, just like Alcuin but empty and lonely. Nikola caught up to Alcuin, walking alongside him and allowing his fingertips to brush against the other boys casually as they walked together. "Where do you want to do it? Study, I mean."

"Well, there's a table in here," Alcuin said as they stepped into the kitchen. "Though the weather is lovely, we could go out by the pool." He opened a cabinet to reveal a number of tins of tea, and pulled one out, turning to smile somewhat shyly at Nikola.

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