I Almost Said I Love You-Chapter 12

*moments later, there were a number of ppl, both germs n cells alike flocking in for the interview, in which Thrax worked on them in pairs at the living room, while the rest waited outside in the lounge*

Ozzy shuffled through the house, following the line of people to the living room. Squeezing passed with hi hood up, he slipped into the living room and closed the door, looking around.

Thrax: *had just finished with two lady germs n calling the next pair*

*the new pair came in, one of them a close friend of Oz way bk in high school who would recognize Oz evn frm a mile away. He accidentally bumped into Oz, dropping his hood to reveal his face*

Friend: Oh! I am so sorry *was right in front of Oz's face talking to him* Did I hurt you, Mr...? *his face showing genuinely tht he doesn't evn recognize Oz at all*

Ozzy's eyes widened as the hood came off his head, a horrified look on his face as he saw the cell before him, recognising him. Quickly pulling his hood back up, he lowered his head before shaking his head. Quickly, he moved over to Thrax, keeping his face hidden.

Thrax: Have a seat, gentlemen *gestures the two cells to sit, then whispered quietly at Oz* See? He doesn't even recognize u, evn wen he was right in front of ur face *goes bk to interviewing the cells*

Ozzy blinked in surprise, looking to Thrax. How would he know that he knew this guy? He frowned a little, seeming suspicious but kept quiet for now.

*after Thrax done with every cell, they were usually told to wait at the piano room, which was just right next door through a sliding door connected to the living room, which goes the same with the current two cells Thrax was interviewing. As they moved to the piano room, their conversations could be heard by the sharp hearing of ex-immunity Oz*

Ozzy blinked as he watched them leave the room, frowning a little. He headed over to the door. Biting his lip, he pressed his ear to the sliding door to listen in on the converstation.

Cell: So, ur applying for a job as gardener?

Oz's friend: Yeah. Botanics are my strongest point. I've a green thumb at this thing. U see Agent Roja's garden there? I'm gonna have a field day with tht if I get hired

Cell: *turns to the lady germs* Wht r u girls applying as?

Ozzy continued to listen, chewing on his lip, wondering who Thrax would hire.

One of the she-germs turned around, blinking before grinning softly. "I wouldn't mind being a simple cleaner... or maybe Agent Roja's 'chamber maid'." she said with a flirty giggle.

Cell: *laughs sarcastically* Ah ha ha, just because he's now knwn as Frank's most eligible bachelor doesnt mean u can hog all ovr him. U knw he already has a date

Oz's Friend: Ah, the mystery man who dance with him at the masquerade welcoming party, eh? I read abt it in the tabs. He did seem like someone familiar

The she-germ pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. "Oh yeah... THAT guy. Ugh... not even been here that long and that guy is already all over him." she huffed, rolling her eyes. "But that doesn't mean they're together... it's probably some rent boy he picked up."

Behind the door, Ozzy was fuming, even though he felt like it was true. He really did feel like a rent boy for Thrax, but he'd find a way out of this, some how...

Oz's friend: It's a pity my friend Osmosis Jones died in tht car crash. I heard he was laid off n I was thinking of introducing him to work here, bt when I heard abt it yesterday frm his landlord wen I wanted to pay him a vist, I was totally shocked

Cell: Oh, u mean tht car crash where a cell gone to some sort of drunk driving aftr the party n veared off n drowned in the bile? Tht's a bad way to go, man

Oz's friend: Yup, tht was my friend alright. Such a shame. And I had lunch with him the day before he was laid off. Life's just full of surprises, eh?

Ozzy's eyes widened as he pressed against the door. Car crash!? He wasn't dead in a car crash, he was still alive! "Thrax!" he hissed, gritting his teeth and growling. He'd get him back!

The she-germ blinked in surprise. "Man that really is a bad way to go. I heard about that ex-immunity. I heard he was so upset he committed suicide after the party here."

Oz's friend: Yeah, i knw. I mean, imagine urself falling into the bile n ur melting into the acid without the slightest clue? Tht totally sucked. Reli a bad way to go for my friend. Makes me almost feel glad tht Phlegmming's dead, since the news reported him being laid off by him. Immunity was my friend's whole life, his whole dream, n i guess he was just too proud to accept handouts

Cell: If u ask me, pride is wht got him fired n dead in the first plc. I mean, accusing the city of being taken ovr by a virus. Ha, this city hadnt been run by virus since the German Measles, n Phlegmming had made careful arrangements to have Agent Roja injected in to prevent the Black Death. This city is in perfect health n he made such a big issue out of it

Oz's Friend: *chuckled sadly* Osmosis might have been a little hasty on his part, but I'm sure he meant well...

Ozzy blinked, flinching at the words before sliding to his knees, his eyes shutting tightly as tears pricked in the corner of his eyes. He wasn't lying... there was a virus! And he was still here. He hated this, he hated no one believing him. Slowly gettnig to his feet, scowling as he looked around. "... Thrax!" he growled, limping off to find him.

The she-germ blinked. "Huh? That immunity lied about a virus? That's kinda bad, it seems it's his own fault he got fired..." she said, sitting down and crossing a leg over the other.

Oz's friend: Speaking of which, did u see tht cell sitting beside Thrax just now? I wonder who he is... *his voice trailed off as Oz limped away to find Thrax*

Thrax: *just done interviewing two chipper looking she-cells* Now if u just wait at the piano room, I will announce those short-listed *smiled in his gentleman way as the girls trotted off* Next two pls!

Ozzy suddenly slammed his hands down on the desk in front of Thrax, glaring darkly at him, looking very annoyed at him. "You..." he hissed, leaning over the desk. "How could you... how could you do this to me!" he snarled, hands tightening into fists.

Thrax: *motions for the cell n germ who were abt to enter to wait for a while outside before turning to Oz* Do wht, baby? U do knw we're in the middle of an interview here

Ozzy growled at him, glaring. "You've told everyone I died in a car crash! I'm not dead My old friend thinks I'm dead, I bet even... even Leah thinks I'm dead. Now I'm never going to be able to leave here!" he snapped at him, slamming his fists on the desk.

Thrax: *leans his face against his knuckles n smirked* I nvr told anyone ur dead. All I need to do was push a replica of ur car with ur old things frm ur original car into the stomach bile n they soon assumed ur dead. I didnt need to say anything. Oh, ur original one is still in the garage, btw, a little pimped up as a matter of fact. Looks so much better in red, trust me

Ozzy shook some before his hand suddenly snapped out, punching the other hard in the other's face, a growl coming from him before he stomped off. "I HATE you... you can't just stop messing up my life, can you!?" he snapped before stomping out of the room, still limping as he made it for the main door.

Thrax: *barely evn flinched as he allowed Oz to leave, n smiled as if nothing happened as he allowed the next candidates into the room to be interviewed*

Ozzy growled, leaving the home and stomping out of the grounds. "Think I'll come back, do ya? I'll show you!" he hissed, limping off down the street. He didn't care if he had nowhere to go, he'd sleep on the streets if he had to.

*the streets were all too familiar for the cell, with its usual hustle n bustle. Since all this was happening without having anything to eat, Oz's stomach started protesting, n the nearest plc for food was his "Dude~" friend's donut shop near the PD*

Ozzy winced as his stomach protested for food, making him groan. He began searching the pockets of his clothes, finding a bit of change. Looking up, he headed into the doughnut shop, chewing on his lip, keeping his hood up. Looking over the menu, he checked his change.

*it was enough to get him a couple of donuts, bt tht was it*

Friend: Yes, can I help ya, man? *turns ard to serve him*

Ozzy blinked and glanced up, biting his lip before putting the change down. "A-any doughnut please..." he said, changing his voice a little.

Friend: *sees the change n nodded, turning ard to get him 2 doughnuts worth tht amt of money* Here ya go, man. Hey...wait...do I knw u frm somewhere? *peers close into the hood, looking straight at Oz* Naw. Must be my imagination. Have a nice day, man

Ozzy blinked and gulped, quickly pulling the hood more over his face before grabbing the doughnuts, shaking his head. "Thanks..." he mumbled before running out of the store as quickly as he could, ignoring the pain.

Friend: *scratches his chin, bt then shrugged as he attend to other customers*

Ozzy soon found himself at an abandoned play park. Sitting on some swings, he began to eat his sugary doughnuts.

Leah: *being tht she was Colonic's assistant, needed a plc to help Colonic with the charity run to boost campaign, n just so happen to walk by the area, scouting ard*

Ozzy zipped open the hooded jacket, though kept the hood up, stuffing the last of the doughnut into his mouth hungrily, licking his lips before sighing. "I really should of saved that..." he mumbled to himself, gripping onto the swing chains, glancing around before blinking in surprise, smiling when he said Leah, until he remembered what he had seen with her and Colonic and sighed, lowering his head.

Leah: *tapped her chin with her handy pen as she smiled in satisfaction, thinking this is the best plc by far, n tht was wen she saw Oz on the swing, tho she didn't knw it was him. Sheepishly, she went away*

Ozzy looked up again, biting his lip as he watched her walk off. Tightening his hands on the chain, he got to his feet and followed after her.

Leah: *clicked onto something on her PDA before she felt Oz's footsteps behind her. Reflexively, she turned ard to face him* Can I help u?

Ozzy jumped slightly, not expecting her to turn around. Biting his lip, he shifted around, what was he supposed to do now? Hug her? Tell her he missed her? He couldn't, he didn't exsist to her anymore. "Uh..."

Leah: *raised a brow* Look, if I've offended u by smiling by myself in front of u, I apologize. Is there anything else u need? *she looked like she genuinely didn't recognize him at all, evn though he was standing there right at her face*

Ozzy blinked in surprise before quickly shaking his head. "I... could never be offended... you still have the most beautiful smile..." he said, almost speaking to himself.

Leah: *blinked* Still? H...Have we met? *tries to look carefully at Oz, bt a little hard to make out with his hood on, secretly wanting him to take it dwn so she could see him better*

Ozzy jumped and quickly covered his mouth. "Uh... uh... I-I didn't say anything." he said, chewing on his lip as he pulled his hood futher around him. "I... I should go..." he mumbled, spinning on his heel and walking off.

Leah: Wait! *runs to him n took his sleeve* I dunno why, bt...u seem familiar...Can I see ur face? *putting on tht face tht Oz had always liked* Pls?

Ozzy gasped, turning to face the she-cell and gulping, holding his hood up. "... You... you can't..." he said softly, looking away from her.

Leah: C'mon. Just a little peek *pulls off the hood to fully reveal the cell, staring straight at him*

Ozzy's eyes widened before he squeezed them shut, seeming horrified. "I-I... I can explain..." he said, trying to get the hood back on.

Leah: *looks at him for wht felt like a vry long 15 seconds before she smiled n laughed apologetically* Silly me. And I thought you looked like someone familiar. Sorry. Must be my imagination. U look rather good-looking though, so why hide tht pretty face?

Ozzy blinked in surprise, freezing, even more horrified by these words. "Wha...?" he mumbled, slowly turning to face her, pulling the hood back up. "Who did you think I was?" he asked softly, a little confuse as to what was going on, and saddened. Why didn't she recognise him? "Good-looking? Pretty face...?" she had never really said that to him...

Leah: *scratched her chin awkwardly* U just...look like a friend of mine. *shrugs a little sadly* But he's gone now. Anyway, this is reli awkward and *looks at her watch* I gotta be going. It was nice meeting u though. Wht's ur name again?

Ozzy watched her face, biting his lip. He knew it, she thought he was dead, too. Snapping out of it, he blinked, freezing. "My name...? Uh... well... I'm..." he began, looking around and chewing on his lip. "... Sprite?" he said, sounding unsure.

Leah: Sprite? *chuckles* Sorry, it's sounds weird yet unique at the same time. Well, I'll see u ard, Sprite *turned n left to her car tht she park nearby n drove off*

Ozzy blinked as he watched her leave before sighing softly, hanging his head. "Leah..." he mumbled, pressing a hand to his chest before walking off out the park and down the street. Maybe he could find a way to stop Thrax around here.

*along the street he walked there were some ppl reading the newspaper n caught sight of the ad Thrax gave out, chattering excitedly amongst themselves whether to take the offer or not*

Ozzy frowned, wandering past the people and shaking his head. He didn't want anyone there! He knew they were going to find out, though... no one seemed to recognise him, it was confusing. Grumbling, he looked through the stores, what could he do to get Thrax back?

*he passed by the mirror shop, n one of the mirrors in display reflected his image as he walked*

Ozzy wandered passed though blinked, frowning a little, backing up to look in the shop, slowly taking the hood from his head.

*his reflection revealed tht there was no change on him. He still looked the same as he has always been, bt somehow, there was something different. Some sort of aura abt him tht was a stranger to him. Like he recognized yet did not recognize himself at the same time, like he was both strange yet at the same time familiar*

Ozzy blinked in surprise, staring at the reflection. He looked the same... but there was something about him that didn't seem right. "... What has he done to me?" he mumbled, frowning a little and shaking his head, pulling his hood up again and carrying on.

*his walking led him to the liver, the red district of Dwntwn Frank*

Ozzy didn't realised where he was heading, he was just wandering, his hood half sheilding him. Looking up, he frowned and looked around. "Uh..."

*the liver, being the plc tht filters toxic n wastes, especially alcoholic beverages drunk by Frank, is knwn for being a red district because of the entity filtered out frm Frank's alcohol is a main source for strong drinks n parties, and the surrounding hookers both male n female

"Oh great..." Ozzy mumbled, it seemed he had walked too far. Keeping himself to himself, he continued to walk, though, he kept an eye out for anything he could use against Thrax.

*a couple of street gang germs hung abt at the sidelines, grinning as they saw the cell walking past*

Germ 1: Yo, bud! How's abt a bit of spare change, eh?

Ozzy blinked and looked up from his pondering, rubbing the back of his neck. "Uh... sorry, I don't have any..." he said, shrugging a little before continuing on his way, hands slipping in his pockets.

Germ 1: Aww, c'mon. U playin' hard to get already? Just a nickel or two would do *cues to his gang to circle the cell ard, cornering him*

Ozzy blinked, grunting as he felt himself walking into one of the germs, who grinned down at him, causing the cell to back away. "I told you, I don't have anything... I'm broke." he said, frowning a little as his hands slipped out of his pockets.

Germ 2: Yeah? Well, u can always make some change, by helping us out

*the germs grabbed the cell the same way he was grabbed during in The Zit, bt the only difference was tht all of them were having raging erections in their pants*

Ozzy gasped out, feeling the cells around him grab him. He scowled and began to struggle, arching his body. "Get off me!" he called out.

One of the germs holding him laughed, holding on tighter. "Oh, we have a fighter... this is going to be a challenge."

Germ 1: Totally. C'mon, boys, let's get him into the lair

*all the germs laughed n whooped as they took Oz into their custody, pulling him past dark alleys*

Ozzy gasped and struggled more in the germs's hold. "Get off me! I'm not into this stuff!" he called out, managing to free a hand to hit at the germs.

One of the germs growled as he was hit in the face, trying to grab the swinging arm. "Brat, stay still!!"

Germ 2: Looks like we reli got a fighter, eh? *comes ovr to give him a sock on the nose to stun him* There, tht should do it

*they soon reached "the lair", which was an abandoned warehouse where more of the street gang germs were waiting*

Warehouse Germ 1: Yo, boss! Wht u got there this time?

Ozzy gasped out as he was hit, groaning and holding his nose, slumping back in the germs hold as his nose began to bleed a little, a little dizzy now as he was taken into the warehouse.

The germs dragged the cell over to the other germs, dumping the poor cell on the floor, one even giving him a kick. "We found him wandering around outside... he looked a bit lost... heh."

*the whole gang leapt off frm where they were standing n sitting n soon circled ard the cell, chuckling, their eyes eyeing at him lustfully*

Ozzy groaned and sat up, his hood falling off his head as he rubbed his nose. "Nnn... where am I? What's going on?!" he snapped, looking around worriedly, his eyes widening as he saw all the germs before making a run for it.

"Hey, come back it!" one germ called out, running after him.

*a germ was hiding in a corner n tripped him before he could walk out the front door, then grabbed his ankle n dragged him bk into the circle*

Germ 1: So wht shall we do with him, eh?

Germ 2: Like we always do, boys. Strip him!

Ozzy gasped out and winced, groaning as he was dragged back. "W-wha...?" he breathed out, feeling the germs hands over him, pulling off the hooded jacket. "N-no! You can't, stop it!" he called out, struggling around and kicking the germ away. "I'll burn to a crisp if you take them off!" he called out, struggling to get away from the germs.

*the germs didnt listen, tearing off his clothes until they saw the bandages underneath*

Germ 1: Oh ho ho, wht is this? *touches the bandages, bt flinched wen he felt the cold* Fuck! This stuff is freezing!

Ozzy gasped and panted from struggling, curling up and trembling. "I-I told you! Now leave me alone!" he called out, glaring up at them.

One germ growled, cracking his knuckles. "There must be someway to get it off... or at least just enough to get to what we want..." he said, smirking a little.

Germ 3: I knw just the thing *gestured for one of them to hold Oz dwn as he went to the bk n came bk with a huge thermos* Heads up, boys. It's gonna be hot in here! *smirks n pours it on Oz's bandages*

*the bandage was meant to absorb minimal heat at a slow rate, bt with the hot water frm the thermos, it absorbed too much at one time until it suddenly cracked into pieces n broke all ovr the floor, leaving the cell bare naked*

Ozzy's eyes widened as the bandages cracked from his body, causing him to start to heat up quickly, sweating as he struggled against the hold of the germs, panting softly. "N-no... you bastard... it's too hot!" he breathed out, closing his legs to cover himself up.

The germ holding him laughed, enjoying watching the cell squirm. "How adorable... though, things are going to get alot hotter for you~"

Germ 1: Yeah! Let's get em, boys!

*all the germs started to pounce at him, fondling him n kissing him up n licking n groping all ovr the plc, especially his cock*

Ozzy gasped out as he was tackled, his cheeks heating up as he felt those hands over his body, tongues and teeth, though he was glad when his body didn't react to it. "Nnn... stop, stop!" he called out as one Germ frowned.

"His little friend here isn't reacting... no fun when you can't make them like it..." he said, his hand wrapping around the length and stroking him quickly to try and get him up.

Germ 4: Maybe this'll help *he took out a packet of aphrodisiac date rape drugs n poured the powder content into a small glass of water, then took a mouthful n pressed his lips against Oz's mouth, force-fed it into him*

*the other germs whooped n laughed, while another took Oz's cock n sucked hard*

Germ: Dang, he tastes fresh!

Ozzy panted heavily, the many germs around him making his body heat up more. He gasped and gagged as he found water being forced down his throat, coughing and turning his head away, spilling some. "W-what the hell was that?!"

The germ laughed, moving to attack his chest, licking and biting at his nipples as the other continued to suck his suddenly hardening length.

"A-ah, what's going on, stop!" he called out, his body heating up more as he bucked and whimpered cutely, the germ pulling back to reveal a wet, hardened length between the male's legs.

Germ 1: *LOL-ed* Now we're talking! Everybody have a piece of him, boys!

*the germs attacked, tantalizing his every part of body with their mouths as they licked, sucked n nibbled every inch of him, his cock mostly*

Ozzy whimpered and mewled out, quickly covering his mouth with a hand as he withered under the the germs, tears building up in the corner of his eyes as he drooled before gasping out and bucking.

"Oh god, he's tight!" one germ said as he pushed a saliva coated finger inside the cells hold, wiggling it around.

Germ 2: Yeah, let's stick it in him! *takes out his rod*

Germ 1: Hey! No fair! Why you??

Germ 2: U drew the short straw before we looked for targets. Now beat it! *shoved the germ away as he prodded the tip of his cock at Oz's hole*

Ozzy panted heavily, trembling and shaking his head, pushing weakly at his chest. "N-no... please, don't..." he whimpered, muscles clenching as he tried to wiggle away.

The germ pouted and grumbled, freeing his own hardness and gripped Ozzy by the hair. "You know, he could be a virgin, you're going to tear him if you just slam in..." he said, grinning before pulling Ozzy's head to his length. "Come on brat... suck it..."

Germ 2: Oh go scare a nun, will ya? Virgins r better. They're tighter. Alright, bub, take my man meat like the bitch u r...

*before he could shove himself in, he was stopped short with a numb feeling on his chest. He looked dwn n saw tht his chest had been punctured by a whole hand of claws n wen it pulled out, he soon nvr knew wht hit him as he fell lifeless*

Ozzy whimpered softly, shaking his head and closing his eyes tightly as his legs curled up against his torso. Not again...

The germ with Ozzy's head was about to slam into his mouth when he looked up, his eyes widening in horror. "W-what the hell!?"

*within a flash, the figure moved expertly in and out, flaring up his claw n sliced each n every one of the germs, creating a mass massacre, with the leader of the gang suffering the worst as he was impaled thru the head*

Ozzy laid there on the ground, surrounded by the mess of the germs, trembling and panting, he'd never felt like this before... so hot... so needy... he needed ice, he needed to cool down. Whimpering, he rolled slowly, crawling over to the clothes.

Voice: Look at u, baby, all exposed. Wht a slut u r

*his saviour was revealed none other than Thrax, who towered ovr him as he watched Oz looking so pitiful n bare, crawling for his clothes*

Ozzy trembled as he looked back, ending up slipping on his hands and his front end falling. "I-I'm not... not a... slut..." he breathed out, even though his dripping hardness twitched and throbbed between his legs. It was too much for him... he'd never been so hard and needy...

Thrax: *looks at him n smirks, staring him dwn at his spot, not moving* Yes, u r. Look at u, with ur cock throbbing, begging to be sucked n pumped. I leave u alone for a moment n this is how u end up

Ozzy whimpered, weakly reaching out for his hoodied jacket, gripping onto it tightly. "N-no... I'm not... not... nnn!" he groaned, his thighs starting to rub together, tears sliding down his cheeks. "I-It's not my fault... the... they did something... to me..."

Thrax: *squatted dwn to face him* And you wish I could do something abt it? U'll have to come home then with me. Car's right outside *smirks, poking at his pride*

Ozzy looked up at him, whimpering softly, eyes glossier than ever, cheeks flushed over, his body begging for attention. "I.. I don't want to go to your home... nnn... nyaaa!" he whined out, drooling and clawing around, looking like a cat in heat.

Thrax: *raised an amused brow* Reli now? *stands up* Then ur gonna have to figure it out urself *turns ard n prepares to leave*

Ozzy whimpered and sobbed, shaking his head. "P-please... don't leve me here... I-I can't take it..." he whimpered, reaching out and weakly gripping his pants.

Thrax: *paused for a while for momentum before turning ard n picked Oz up like a father would to a child, letting Oz lean against the crook of his neck as he carried Oz into the huge expensive limo waiting outside. The driver was in there, possibly being his driver since the day he possessed the mansion* Home, pls

Driver: *nodded* Yes, Master Roja *drove his way towards the direction of the mansion*

Ozzy whimpered and wrapped his arms and legs around him when he was lifted up, drooling and panting against his neck as he unconsiously rubbed up against him, his hardness rubbing against the middle of his torso as he whimpered in need. He couldn't stop himself, he needed something!

Thrax: Easy does it, baby. We're almost home *tries to satisfy the cell a little bit by taking both his nipples n rubbed them ever so gently*

Ozzy whimpered in reply, arching against the hands as he clinged onto his shirt, bucking and rocking harder against him, trying to make the feeling go away.