I Almost Said I Love You-Chapter 17

*it was almost midday when one of the hired help knocked on Oz's door* Young Master?

Ozzy groaned at the knocking and rolled over, curling up with his pillow with a grumbled. "Five more minutes..." he mumbled, yawning and snuggling back.

Servant: *knocks again* Young Master, Master Roja wants u to join him for breakfast

Ozzy groaned and grumbled, shifting around and glaring at the door sleepily as he sat up. "I don't want to... I'm tired!" he called back childishly.

*there was a pause for a moment before the servant's voice came again*

Servant: Err...Master Roja said if u dont come dwn, something bad is going to happen to ur...camera?

Ozzy blinked in surprise, before he began to search around the blankets and pillows. He must of forgotten it in the virus' room! Groaning, he got up, pulling on some clean underwear before heading out of the bedroom, glaring sleepily at the servant before heading downstairs.

Thrax: *is at the dining room having English breakfast, sipping his coffee quietly as he read the newspaper*

Ozzy grumbld as he came to the dining room, sitting down with a wince as he continued to grumble, yawning deeply. He was so tired.

Thrax: *looks up frm his papers* Well someone's got up frm the wrong side of the bed, innit, baby?

Ozzy looked up at him and growled, glaring darkly at him. "... Shut up... ass face..." he growled, he hated being woken up, especially by threat.

Thrax: *grins, not the least bit offended* Here, chk this out *slids the newspaper to his side*

Ozzy grumbled and shifted around before looking at the newspaper with a frown. "What am I supposed to be looking at?"

Thrax: *gestured him at the headlines*

*the headlines read MAYOR SLAUGHTER SOLVED! GERM-VIRUS HYBRID CAUGHT RED-HANDED*

Ozzy's eyes widened a little. "Wha... who? But..." he said, slowly looking up at the other, confusion filling his face. "Wait... if it solved... doesn't that mean they'll get rid of you now?" he asked, remembering how Drix was forced to leave.

Thrax: Not necessarily. I am a vaccine shot, aftr all, like a flu shot. I'm supposed to stay here to keep an eye out for Black Death infection. *smirks* Wht's wrong? So eager for me to leave, baby?

Ozzy scowled at him and huffed, looking away from him. "I shold be so lucky..." he grumbled, shovign the paper back to him before another yawn left him.

Servant: *brought in the breakfast for Oz*

Thrax: Aren't u curious as to how I got the case solved?

Ozzy blinked, looking down at the breakfast with a huff. "Huh?" he mumbled and looked up. "Well... yeah... obviously... but are you even going to tell me?"

Thrax: Why do u think I showed u the newspaper for? *grins at him as he popped a slice of ham into his mouth*

"Okay then... Mister Know-It-All... How did you do it?" Ozzy said, sounding a little sarcastic and bored as he pushed the food around the plate.

Thrax: Well technically *pause to sip his coffee* I have you to thank for getting me this breakthrough

Ozzy blinked in surprise, looking utterly confused at the virus. "Wait... what?" he asked, frowning some.

Thrax: Remember the germ u "saw" through the vic's eyes? Well, technically I had a lil lame scapegoat to put all the blame on, then u showed up n gave the perfect description, the perfect candidate to throw all the lil' sins on. I just to need to plant a little bit of my venom to infect him to make him a bit of a hybrid tht has the signature DNA n MO tht totally matched those left ovr on the fat-ass mayor, n the rest is history. He was bagged, tagged n nabbed, officially ready to be sent for elimination by the higher-class immunity, namely the Frank Federals.

Ozzy's eyes widened as he stared at the virus in shock. "Wait... so... that germ is going to be killed off now? I know he killed that girl... but he's going down for something he didn't do!" he snapped lightly, sighing and shaking his head. "Don't even dare thank me for this... I don't want anything to do with you stupid scheme..." he said, slowly starting to eat his food.

Thrax: Oh, he doesn't reli need much pity anyway *rolls his eyes* He may not have killed the mayor, bt he had done much equivalent to earn his sentence. U have no idea wht hell he put other children in *paused for a moment before ate his toast*

Ozzy blinked, looking up, a piece of bacon hanging from his lips. "Mmph?" he mumbled, chewing his food before swallowing. "What are you talking about? What has he done...?" he asked, looking a little confused.

Thrax: *looks at him a little like he was a moron* He was in the wanted list in ur PD. Dont u evn knw ur own suspects?

Ozzy scowled at him and huffed, stuffing more food into his mouth. "Hmph!! I knew he was a suspect, seen the wanted posters... didn't know what for though... he just seemed like someone who'd done petty crimes..."

Thrax: Not as petty as u think reli. The main reason he was in the wanted list was because he was a pedo. Taken n sexually assaulting abt 30 boys n girls btwn 8 to 15 to death *sipped his coffee*

Ozzy froze, his eyes widening as he heard the virus, causing him to put his fork down and push his plate away. "... I'm not so hungry anymore..." he mumbled, looking a little disgusted.

Thrax: *grins* U should see ur colleagues wen we read his case file aftr we nabbed him. Tonto spewed his guts out and Caroleena fainted on the spot, n don't evn get me started on wht Jamison did to him in the interrogation room *laughs deviously*

Ozzy blinked, chewing on his lip before daring to ask. "What did... Jamison do to him...?" he asked softly, shifting on his chair, wincing lightly.

Thrax: *finishes his breakfast* Oh, let's just say tht ol' germ ain't gonna need his teeth n needs no fixin' his nose where he's goin'

Ozzy gulped lightly, rubbing the back of his neck. "... Ah... I see..." he mumbled, chewing on his lip before reaching for his drink. "So... um... since this "case" is over... what are you supposed to do now?"

Thrax: Well, my main "purpose" called in by the fat ass is to watch out for Black Death, so of course I have to keep on with my "job". Bt if there ain't any Black Death comin' in by then, then I'll have no choice bt to leave *rests his chin on his palm*

Ozzy blinked a few times, listening to the virus, "Ah... um... so... how long do you have left...?" he asked, trying to sound like he didn't care.

Thrax: Oh, I dunno, a year, maybe less. Ur friend Chill the flu shot managed to stay long because he fought off the Flu n was in the Virus Protection Program, bt usually once a vaccine shot doesnt do their job, they usually leave roughly ard tht time. The least is probably 3 mths

Ozzy blinked in surprise. "Three months...? That's not very long..." he mumbled behind his cup as he sipped the liquid. "What are you going to do then... find another body to attack?" he questioned, frowning a little.

Thrax: Maybe. Maybe not. Depends whether they're worth killing or not. *takes his chin and stroke it* U made me realize now tht the deadline is not important anymore. It's wht the number count n the asthetic tht matters *brings him close to kiss him gently*

Ozzy blinked in surprise, his cheeks pinking up as he was kiss. Slowly, he kissed back as he shut his eyes tightly, tears pricking in the corner of his eyes. He didn't know why, but it upset him the fact that the Virus was leaving him... if he left him, he'd have no one left... he'd be alone again. Unable to stop them, the tears slowly began to trickle down his cheeks. He couldn't be alone again...

Thrax: *a little surprised tht Oz kissed bk, bt went with the flow, kissing him deeper, n planting butterfly kisses ard his cheek to kiss the tears away* Wht's wrong, baby? So happy to hear me go? Crying for joy tht I will soon be leaving n nvr have to suffer me again, baby?

"Sh-shut up!" Ozzy suddenly snapped, pushing him away before rubbing his eyes, quickly drying them and looking away. "... I'm going back to bed..." he said, getting up with a wince before limping off out of the room.

Thrax: *got up frm his seat n hugged him frm behind* I love you, baby... *kisses his temple before letting him go n walked out to the backyard, getting some air*

Ozzy gritted his teeth as his hands tightened into fists, a few more tears spilling as he ran off up the stairs. Why did he even care? He was glad the other would be kicked out, then he could get his life back to normal. But the 'I love you's and such still hurt... knowing that it wasn't true, it couldn't be true... since he would be leaving him without a second thought.

Thrax: *stands out to look at the horizon, glancing occasionally at Max and Rex talking while fixing the garden. He couldnt care less tht they slacking, just so long as they get the job done. All he could think abt right now was how to reli convince the cell tht he reli meant wht he said, then he just massaged his temples n groaned* Dammit, of all the sentimental which I suck...

Ozzy somehow ended up in Thrax's room, he didn't know why he was there, he had just been drawn there. Biting his lip, he shut the door so no one would see before he began routing. After about ten minutes, he was curled up on the virus' bed, one of the larger males shirts on. He couldn't explain it... the scent was just... calming. Like a mother's scent to a child. Curling up, he closed his eyes as he buried himself in the dress-like shirt, falling asleep quicker than normal.

Thrax: *aftr having some fresh air, he went upstairs to chk on the cell, bt surprisingly he was not in his room. He was evn more surprised to see him curled up in his room on his bed wearing his shirt. Coming close to him n sat beside him, he brought the cell to lie on his lap n hummed his song while stroking his hair*

Ozzy's eyes tightened as he was moved, whimpering softly in his sleep and unconsciously gripping onto the virus' shirt he was wearing. "Nnn..." he groaned, curling up more in the virus' lap, relaxing as the scent became stronger.

Thrax: *continues stroking the hair, humming as he went, occasionally picking up the hand to kiss the palm or the bk of the hand lovingly. This was one of those sides tht he truly expressed himself, bt only because no one was there to see it n therefore not making him look like a fool. He wasn't into sentiments, not since... he shook his head off the memory*

Ozzy shifted around, purring and nuzzling against the virus as he slept, looking very peaceful for one as he slept in his arms.

Thrax: *remembered something tht he had to do n carefully removed Oz off his lap, bt not before replacing himself with a couple of pillows to corner him*

Ozzy whimpered as the warmth started to leave him, shifting around before clinging onto the pillows now in place of the virus. "Nnn... no... Thrax..." came a muffled whimpered from the cell.

Thrax: *leans ovr to kiss the cell's forehead* I'll be bk soon, mi bebe *leaves the room n shuts the door, n gave strict instructions to the hired help not to bother Oz*

Ozzy shifted and groaned, burying himself deeply into the pillows as he continued to sleep, mumbling softly in his sleep.