I Almost Said I Love You-Chapter 10

Ozzy was asleep for a few hours before he jolted awake, sitting up with a small cry, his eyes wide. He panted softly, even with the ice packs [which were now partly melted], he was still too hot. Pushing the blanket off himself, he groaned. So he wasn't a bad dream, he had been infected, but why? He couldn't take this... he heat was too much for his usual cool body.

Thrax: *was up and abt, in the bathroom of Oz's room filling up the tub. He popped his head out as soon as he heard the cell groan* Rise and shine, baby

Ozzy groaned, squirming around, looking to the other. "W-what have you done to me!?" he called out, pressing the icepacks tighter against his body.

Thrax: *takes the icepacks n emptied the ice into the tub* Nothing much. Like I said, just teh finishing touches to u becoming officially mine. Now c'mon baby *picks him up bridal style* Into the tub before u burn a hole on the bed *dunks him into the ice cold bath, adding more ice tht was ready in the bucket*

Ozzy whimpered as he ice was taken from him, squirming as he was lifted up. "Nnn... I told you, I don't belong to you! Now what have you done!" he snapped though groaned as he was placed into the cold bath, laying back and moaning softly. Even though it was below freezing, it felt so good on his over heated body.

Thrax: U will knw soon enough. It seems u have to stay in this ice tub for the next few days. The heat will be gone, trust me. Take it frm someone who has experienced the heat before once puberty hits *smirks as he put dwn the lid of teh toilet n sat, watching him*

Ozzy blinked slowly, looking up at Thrax and scowling. "Great... I have to go through YOUR puberty..." he grumbled, pulling more ice around him. "Now I feel like a teenage virus... what else is going to happen..." he groaned, glaring over at the other.

Thrax: If ur worried abt changing into my handsome looks, dont worry. Nothing will change...much *smirked deviously* Had a good sleep, baby?

Ozzy huffed and growled. "I'd hate to look like YOU..." he grumbled, shifting around before blinking. "'Much'? ... What's going to happen to me?" he asked, sitting up a little, frowning. So he was going to change?

Thrax: *smirks* Wouldn't u like to knw? *drags another pail of ice* More ice, baby?

Ozzy glared up at the virus. "Tell me what's going to happen! I already don't like this as it is" he said, though he nodded for the ice, needing more, it fell good... too good for his liking.

Thrax: *chuckles, keeping mum as he poured the ice into the tub* So, baby, remember anything abt the connection btwn u n those rotting corpse in the dungeons? *sat bk on the toilet seat*

Ozzy gasped at the sudden shock of more ice. Moaning, he pulled the ice around him more, shivering with pleasure. Great, at this rate he would end up with an ice fetish. "H-huh? I haven't even been thinking about that..." he mumbled, shuddering.

Thrax: Well, keep it up. It'll come to ya *grins as he saw the pleasurable look on his face, takes a block of ice n ran it along the cell's cheek* Liking the ice a little much, are we?

Ozzy blinked, looking up at the other before gasping, the ice block melting slightly against his flushed cheek. "N-no, stop that!" he snapped, tilting his head away and cursing himself. The other was going to make it worse, he knew it!

Thrax: Mmm... *licks the ice he used to wiped with* Ur reli liking this, ain't ya? *takes a handful of ice n deliberately rubbed onto the cell's chest*

Ozzy's cheeks began to heat up as he looked away from him, quickly shaking his head before gasping. His back arched against the ice, causing him to bit his lip, pushing the hand away. "S-stop that! It's not funny!"

Thrax: Ooh, I beg to differ *smirks as he took one block of ice n reaches dwn to prod Oz's asshole with it* U look rather... *pushed the ice into the hole* Amusing

Ozzy gasped as he jolted, shaking his head. "D-don't you dare!" he called out before squeaking and bucking up, his eyes widening as he felt the ice being pushed inside of him. "O-oh god..." he breathed out almost breathlessly, his cheeks darkening. He looked horrified and embarrassed, it felt so odd.

Thrax: Mmhmm, wht's this I see? *takes Oz's chin n turned his head side to side* Mm-mm. Looks like someone want another one, I see *takes another ice cube n slowly inserted it into Oz's ass, taking pleasure looking at the cell's facial expression*

Ozzy shook his head at the other's words, panting before gasping again, his hips bucking up as another ice cube pushed inside of him. He squeezed his eyes shut as his cheeks darkened, shaking his head as he tried to push out the melting ice cube. The feeling was so weird.

Thrax: Dont do tht, baby *grinning as his hand reach dwn to grab Oz's cock* I thought u were trying to cool urself, I'm just helping u frm the inside. My, my, wht's this? So cold n yet this little sucker here is so warm *teases Oz's cock, stroking it until it was rock hard despite the ice*

Ozzy blushes more, glancing down at himself to see that he indeed was rock hard. Oh god, it had happened, he was getting an ice fetish. "I-I hate ice! I hate it!" he called out, whimpering and attempting to get out of the bath full of ice.

Thrax: Ah, ah, ah *pushes him bk dwn* Unless u wanna burn into a crisp, u better stay in here. I'll help u take care of this *joins him in the tub, not caring if he was getting himself wet n plc Oz's hips on his lap, taking the cock in his mouth n started sucking at it*

Ozzy gasped out, shivering as he stared up at the other, his eyes widening as he watched his length disappearing into the experts mouth, making him moan out and squirm around, gripping at the sides of the tub, a little water leaking out from his hole from the ice melting inside of him.

Thrax: *lashing random patterns with his tongue on his cock, occasionally going dwn to lick the cell's balls then bk up again, sucking expertly at the rod, while his hand reaches up to rub Oz's nipples into rock hard nubs*

Ozzy, within seconds, was withering under the virus, groaning out and mewling, moaning as he bucked up hard into the mouth, shaking his head back and forth. "O-oh Frank... no... I'm so close..." he breathed out, already ready to spill his load.

Thrax: *smirked inwardly n took him all the way dwn to the root, massaging his balls as he milked the cell for all his worth, sucking n licking hard on him*

Ozzy's eyes widen as his back arched, unable to hold back. Suddenly, he came hard inside the virus' mouth, crying out in pleasure, his whole face flushing over. Slumping back, he panted heavily, trembling. "Nnngh... n-no more ice..."

Thrax: *drank every drop of his cum, holding onto the cell's hips to ground him as the cell arched frm the orgasm. Once he slumped dwn, he placed him carefully dwn into the water n got out* No can do, baby. Ur gonna have to stay there until u fully regain ur body temperature. Dont worry, u get to leave wen it's bedtime, bt at the moment, enjoy being tub-ridden *leans close to him* Unless of course u want to be turned into a feverish burning crisp, be my guest *grins deviously*

Ozzy shivered and slumped in the tub, groaning softly and flushing more. Great, now he'd be continuously turned on until bedtime. How he was starting to hate ice... Groaning, he covered his body up with the ice so that Thrax couldn't see, nor attack his naked body. "This is all your fault..."

Thrax: *chuckles darkly as he left the room, then stopped for a moment n turns to face him* I'm gonna start cleaning up the rotting corpse in the dungeons. Try to use this time to remember their connection to urs. I expect u to come dwn for lunch later *left the room to do his business*

Ozzy shuddered and groaned, trying to remember how they could of been connected to him. It was hard to concentrate with the heat and ice battling within his body. He flushed, such an odd feeling of the ice being inside of him, he still wasn't used to Thrax, never mind the ice. "Damn him! I hate him for this... I hate him for everything..." he said to himself, burying more into the ice as he crossed his arms over his chest.

Thrax: *got busy clearing up the mess in the dungeons, starting by melting the couple into a puddle, then worked with the rest. Wht Oz didn't knw was tht those were not the only bodies in there. If he had turned on all the dungeon cell lights, he would've seen the mansion's entire household all decrepit n decaying in there, waiting to be melted into puddles by Thrax to clean up*

Ozzy noticed that Thrax hadn't come back in a long while. Chewing on his lip, he hesitantly slipped his hand into the ice. Those cheeks burned as he moved his hand to rub an ice cube against his hole, hic-gasping softly. He wouldn't admit it, but it did feel good, as a soothing way as well as a turning on way.

Thrax: *continued doing his thing, melting all the bodies into puddles before he scooped them all into black garbage bags, adding a bit of rubbish here and there to look like he was taking out the trash. He carried them one by one out through a trap door tht connected the dungeons to the outside gate, leaving it all for the garbage man to collect*

Ozzy flushed, spreading his legs a little, gasping as he accidently pressed the ice-cube into himself, shivering. "... I wonder... how many would... fit..." he mumbled to himself but quickly shook his head, flushing more. He couldn't do something like that.

Thrax: *patted his hands off the dirt as he returned to the trap door n went bk inside. He completely cleaned the entire area until it looked as if nothing happened here. He then went upstairs to chk on Oz n saw frm the tiny crack tht Oz was doing something rather naughty in the midst. He smirked n quietly watched, not alerting him with his presence*

Ozzy flushed as he rubbed a new cube against his hole, cursing that it felt good as his free hand came to his mouth, biting on a finger to keep quiet. He gasped again and bucked, feeling the ice cube pushing inside of him. "A-ah... not again..."

Thrax: *grins as he continued to watch, glad tht he was right: tht his little cell was starting to get used to liking this sort of sensual love*

Ozzy groaned, flushing and pressed down on his crotch. "N-no..." he mumbled, feeling himself starting to grow hard. Whining, he shifted around, burying himself deeper, attempting to ignore the needy feelings.

Thrax: *comes in, pretending he hadn't seen anything as he brought another pail of ice since the one tht was in the tub was starting to melt* So, how is my little baby doing? Still heaty? *pours in the ice*

Ozzy was still panted and squirming when the other came in. He hated being needy, he was thankful he stopped before the other had seen. "O-of course I am!" he snapped at him, moaning as the ice covered over his heated body.

Thrax: *chuckles* Lunch will up in an hour, oh and baby *leans close to his ear* Try a bigger sized ice this time *laughs as he left the bathroom*

Ozzy blinked before his eyes widened in horror, his whole face flushing over. Oh god, he had seen!? "I-I don't know what you're talking about!" he called out to him, flushing deeply and squirming around, hanging his head. How embarrassing.

Thrax: *grins to himself n went to the kitchen to make lunch* ~Ah, he is such a cute thing to tease~

Ozzy whimpered and hid his face in his hands. How embarrassing for him. Biting his lip, he tried to push the ice cubes out of him, shivering gently.

*the ice cubes came out, bt most of it has melted because of his body heat*

Ozzy shuddered and groaned as he felt them slipping out of him, flushing more. He couldn't be turned on anymore, he didn't trust his own actions.

*an hour later, it was almost time for lunch, n something in the bk of Oz's mind reminded tht he was expected dwnstairs*

Ozzy slowly climbed out of the tub, shivering and flushing, looking around before grabbing a towel to wrap around his body.

*Outside, lay ready on the bed was a bathing robe, made out of the same expensive material as the outfit he wore for the masquerade*

Ozzy blinked, looking to the robe and looking confused, frowning some. Sighing, he took the robe and wrapped it around his body, soon heading out.

*dwnstairs, at the dining room, a nice spread was laid, n Thrax was sitting at the table pouring himself some wine*

Thrax: Ah, hey there, baby. Glad u could join me

Ozzy grumbled at him, soon sitting at the table, huffing a little. "Shut up you." he grumbled, looking over the food.

Thrax: Take a picture. It'll last longer *sniggered, then gesture with his wine bottle* Wine?

Ozzy scowled at him before shaking his head, picking out his food. "Wine is of she-cells..." he huffed, starting to eat the mouth watering food.

Thrax: Not necessary. Wine is for everyone and anyone who knws how to enjoy life *watched him eat as he popped some into his mouth* It does strike u odd, doesn't it, tht there isn't a single soul here, n yet a nice spread is always ready for ur consumption *raising his brow, hinting something*

Ozzy blinked a few times, stopping with his fork outside his mouth before his eyes widened a little. "... You've cooked people up!?" he accused, looking over to the virus with wide eyes.

Thrax: *rolls his eyes* Oh pls, just bcoz I'm a virus, doesnt mean I'm a cannibal. Seriously, Jones, u'd be smarter than tht, call urself immunity. *takes a sip of wine* Bt ur half right. I cook *smirks proudly*

Ozzy blinked a few times, looking confused. "Wha... wait... YOU cooked this? Oh great... something else you're better at than me... cooking!" he huffed, stabbing at the food.

Thrax: *smirks* U dont go frm body to body without learning a few tricks. Some bodies have the worst cuisines ever, especially vegetarian bodies *grimaced* Besides, being a virus means u have to be independent n not depend on take-outs, unlike a certain somebody here, bt then again, it means I can pamper u some more *ran his claws through the cell's hair*

Ozzy growled and slapped the hand away. "I don't want to be pampered! I am not a spoiled child so don't treat me like one!" he huffed, glaring up at the virus. "And maybe I like take-out, it's delicious! Especially chinese!" he huffed, grumbling a little.

Thrax: *not the least bit offended as he took his hand away* Well, u dont have to depend on take out anymore. I've just sent out some ads in the morning looking for help wanted to work in this plc, n trust me, once u start getting used to staying here with me, u will nvr go hungry again. Which reminds me *glanced at him* I'm sure ur curious as to how I ACTUALLY got this plc?

Ozzy blinked and grew pale. "W-wha... people are actually going to BE here? But... but..." Oh Frank, what if they found the Virus torturing him? "Huh? Oh... well, duh... but, I'm starting to give up on asking you questions..."

Thrax: *chuckles wen the cell went pale* Of course there will be ppl here. U dont expect me alone to keep up with the house now, do u? *takes a sip of wine n a mouthful of food before replying* Give up? Are u sure? Then maybe I should just keep u in the dark then *his attempt to tease n goade the cell to want him to tell*

Ozzy gulped hard and shook his head. "I could do it! I have nothing else to do, so I could clean?" he said, willing to if it meant that no one would find out. "Huh? What, no! I want to know!" he called out, sitting up and glaring at him. "If you're going to tell me, tell m!"

Thrax: *takes Oz's chin n brought him close* U already have something to do, to serve ur purpose for me. Tht's all u need *smirks as he let him go* As u probably have guessed, this home originally belongs to those two rotting corpse u saw in the dungeons. I had to round up some ppl to do a bit of dirty work for me, bt in the end I managed to eliminate them, household and all. Then all I need to do was infiltrate the brain centre n hack into the mayor's file n made a few adjustments, and voila! I am officially Agent Thrax Roja, Black Death vaccine-shot extraordinaire. Naturally, since I fabricated the documents, no one evn knws this original family is dead. They assumed tht they have moved out to another bigger plc or whtever eccentric things rich ppl do, n believe with every fibre of their being tht the Mayor had assigned this house for me to stay while I do my job as a vaccine shot. And since I officially own this plc by decree of the mayor plus the fake documents to prove it, naturally I own the property n its riches as well.

Ozzy grumbled in annoyance, was there no way to stop this virus? Blinking, he listened to the man, frowning a little. "Why? Why did you do all this? Kill so many people and make fake documents just to live inside Frank? Why?" he asked, eating some more of the food on his plate.

Thrax: All in due time, Jones *strokes Oz's chin* To be more honest, to back up the mayor's papers of allowing me to stay, I faked another document n slipped it into city council stating tht this family has gone bankrupt n all their property belongs to the state for the mayor to freely do whtever he wants. It's like they nvr existed

Ozzy blinked in surprise, frowning and looking down at his food, grumbling. "I'm sick of your secrets... why can't you just tell me straight? It's so annoying!" he grumbled, looking away as he ate. "Am I ever going to get to leave this house?"

Thrax: And spoil the surprise? Now where's the fun in tht? *smirks* Yes, u might, if u promise to be good, bt honestly, baby, evn if I let u out, u'll come bk. Trust me, u have nowhere else to go *finishes his food n wine*

Ozzy scowled at him, shifting around on his chair as he ate his food. "... Huh?" he looked up, frowning some. "... What have you done to my old home?" he huffed, pushing his still half full plate away.

Thrax: *glanced at him nonchalantly* Nothing much. It's still standing. *sees him push the plate away* U done?

Ozzy grumbled before nodding slowly, sighing a little. "I just want to get out of here... I have nothing to do... it's so boring..."

Thrax: *reaches ovr to feel Oz's forehead* Not until u've ridden out the heat for the next few days *picks him up n hoisted him ovr his shoulder* Bk into the tub with u, baby *carries him all the way upstairs to the bathroom n lowers him into the tub of ice*

Ozzy blinked before his eyes widened, groaning as he was carried off, whining a little. "God damn it, all because of you I can't do anything. I'm sick of being in-ohhh~" he suddenly moaned as he was placed into the ice, groaning a little.

Thrax: *smirks as the cell let out tht moan as soon as the ice hit him* Be careful, Jones. Or u might just enjoy it a little too much. Right, I've got an "investigation" to finish. Be a good boy while I'm gone. *leans ovr to kiss Oz on the forehead* Te quiero, mi bebé *leaves the bathroom n out of the mansion

Ozzy scowled up at the virus, grumbling and shuffling further into the ice. "It's all your fault..." he snipped, fiddling around with the ice in the tub before blinking. "Huh...? Wha... argh, stop talking Spanish!" he called back to him, grumbled before closing his eyes, relaxing in the ice.

*Thrax carried on with the "investigation" at the PD, almost getting close to a "breakthrough"*

Ozzy had ended up falling a sleep in the tub, curled up in the ice, growing warmer as he slept.

Thrax: *didn't return until almost late evening, wen he came up to see Oz, the ice had almost fully melted n the cell's head rested on the edge, asleep*

Ozzy groaned in his sleep, shifting around and wincing a little, the odd way he had been sleeping making his body ache.

Thrax: *chuckles n shook his head weakly as he scooped the cell out of the tub n lay him on the floor to wipe him dry before bringing him to the bed*

Ozzy groaned as he was moved around, his eyes soon fluttering as he found himself moving towards the bed. "Huh...?" he mumbled, yawning softly before blinking, looking up to see Thrax.

Thrax: *smiles dwn at him, almost in his gentleman style* Had a good rest there, baby?

Ozzy groaned and shifted around. "Nnngh... I ache..." he groaned, massaging the back of his neck. "How long have I been in there?"

Thrax: All aftrnoon *covers Oz's naked body with a thin blanket* I'm managed to get a "breakthrough" on this "case". Soon, no one will evr suspect u again n the mayor's death will be one of the many insignificant deaths of Downtown Frank

Ozzy shifted around on the bed,groaning softly. "Mmm... why did you kill him in the first place? What was the point? Colonic would of won anyway..." he said, stretching out on the bed causing the blanket to pool around his hips.

Thrax: With the polls of the majority of this population being the Love Handles at his side? I dont think so. Besides *combed his dread with his claws* Tht's not the main reason I killed him

Ozzy huffed a little. "Then why? What other reason could you have possibly had? It's not like he knew you were here..." he said with a roll of his eyes, moving his arms to rest behind his head, a yawn coming from him. He was still shocked that he had slept all day

Thrax: I'm not abt to tell u anytime soon. *huffed n reached ovr to a plastic bag he left on a table n brought it ovr* Since u like take-out so much, here *passed it to Oz* Chinese

Ozzy blinked a few times, frowning a little before grumbling. "I'm not hungry..." he said, shifting and turning so his back was facing the virus.

Thrax: *frowns n puts the plastic bag aside, then flips the cell ovr so he was facing him* First u say u like take-out, now u dont. Make up ur mind, Jones.

Ozzy grunted as he was rolled back over, glaring up at the virus. "I never said I didn't like it, I just said I'm not hungry!" he huffed at him, pushing him away before rolling over once again, curling up and pulling the sheet around him.

Thrax: *takes a deep breath then lets go* Fine. Starve if u want to *walks off to his room through the conjoined door n slams it out loud*

Ozzy flinched and scowled at the wall, pulling the sheet over his head and closing his eyes. "Stupid Virus..." he hissed softly to himself, curling up tightly under the cover.

Thrax: *sat at the couch, fuming, bt part of him told him tht it was expected to have this cell at a impossible stage at the moment, reminding himself to keep his cool*

Ozzy eventually managed to get himself back to sleep, ignoring the exsistance of the nice smelling food. He didn't get a comfortable sleep though, he was still over heated.

Thrax: *waited until the cell had fallen asleep before peeking in to chk on him, then went dwnstairs to get the icepacks n as before, cornered his body with it*

Ozzy groaned as his body was messed with, shifting around as his body was cooled down with the ice packs, absently wrapping his arms around one and cuddling it.

Thrax: *ran his claw along Oz's hair, then leans ovr to give him a gentle peck on the lips* Te quiero, mi bebé *walks away bk to his room*

Ozzy groaned softly, turning over in his sleep and pulling the ice packs closer, nuzzling them with a small smile, feeling much better as he slept with them.

I Almost Said I Love You-Chapter 9

*the next day, Oz's door was unlocked, n it was Thrax bringing in the breakfast*

Thrax: *looks ard at the mess n wasn't amused* Thinking of redecorating the plc here, baby? U sure have a bad sense of aesthetics

Ozzy was sat on the bare matress on the bed, scowling as he saw Thrax coming in through the door. Ignoring his statement, he spoke up. "Why have you locked me in here? You can't keep me here, I have my own damned home and life!"

Thrax: Not anymore, baby *puts the tray of breakfast on the table. It was a nice spread too, almost like one of those rich English breakfast* Ur life is here, right here, right now. Deal with it. Ur old life doesnt exist anymore. I made sure of it. And if ur a good boy, I might just allow u to walk ard the house. It's vry nice plc to behold *smirks*

Ozzy looked up in shock, what was he talking about? His old life didn't exsist? "... What have you done!?" he said, sitting up suddenly, frowning at the virus. "This is kidnapping, you can't do this to me! I am not some damned pet!" he snapped at him, throwing a torn up pillow at the tall virus.

Thrax; *gingerly dodge the pillow n pinned Oz dwn by the wrist* Do u evn realize tht there had not been a single soul out there looking for u? No phone calls. No immunity coming to ask questions. No media broadcast of u missing. Not evn a bloody phone call frm ur little ex-gf. Face it, Oz. U are old news. No one cares abt u anymore. This is not kidnapping. Not tht anyone realizes it anyway. This is a revelation, a rebirth for u frm ur old life to the new. U no longer have to suffer for the pain ur old life has caused u. U are starting anew, from scratch, with me, for all eternity. U will remember tht *runs his tongue along Oz's cheek*

Ozzy grunted as he was pinned down, still glaring until he began to speak. He slowly looked saddened, turning his head away from him as his hands tightening into fists. No calls? No one trying to find him? Did no one really care about him? Even so, he didn't want to stay with the virus that had ruined his life and humiliated him! "... I'll NEVER be with you..." he whispered, arching away when he felt the tongue.

Thrax: *smirks* Oh u'd be surprised wht ur willing to do *captures Oz's lips in a deep kiss before letting him go* Have some breakfast. I'm going out to "solve" the Mayor's case. I'll be bk soon *leaves a chaste kiss on the cell's forehead before he leaves the room n locked it*

Ozzy's eyes widened as he was kissed, flushing lightly before gasping as he pulled away. "W-wha..." he mumbled, watching the other leave before he scrambled up. "N-no!" he called out, rushing to the door, groaning as he found that the virus had locked it.

Thrax: *twirls his hypothalamus chain as he made his way out of the mansion to the garage n drove off to the PD*

Ozzy sighed softly before blinking, an idea popping into his head before he quickly went to the wardrobe. Getting a coat hanger, he twisted it and such before using it to try and pick the lock of the door.

*the lock was one of those ancient times lock tht took Oz forever to try n pick it, since this mansion was of slightly medieval nature*

Ozzy grunted and grumbled to himself, struggling to pick the lock. It took a long while, but he managed to unlock the door. He gave a grin when he heard the click and tossed the hanger to the side, opening up the door to leave.

*the house was bloody huge, without a single soul in the house. Everything ard the plc was richly decorated, someone only a person with the highest status can be able to afford*

Ozzy blinked in surprise, looking around the home. He shook his head quickly though, no time to get distracted! He needed to get out of here. Quickly heading for the stairs, he began searching for the main door.

*the main door was just right at the guest hall, right aftr he comes dwn the stairs frm the left, bt wht he didnt knw tht the doorknob was rigged with an mild jolt of electricity to prevent Oz frm leaving*

Ozzy soon found the door, smiling happily. Finally, he could get out of here and get back his life! Rushing over to the door as quickly as he could, he reached out, gripping the door handle. His eyes instantly widened as he cried out lightly, jumping and stumbling back, staring at the door. "W-what the hell?!"

*flickers of electric static flared at the doorknob where he touched, as if warning him tht if he tried anything stupid he was gonna be burned to a crisp*

Ozzy whimpered, rubbing his hand and glaring at the door before looking around. Moving into a new room, he attempted to open the window.

*No luck. The windows were rigged as well, bt not with electricity, bt something tht kept them stuck fast regardless how u budge it*

Ozzy groaned, sighing before heading off to explore the house. How was he supposed to get out of this place? And before Thrax got back...

*the house had everything a man could wish for: looks, class, aesthetics and above all, riches. It was almost flawless. It was a home any cell would kill to have*

Ozzy was amazed by the house, it was better than he could ever think of, something he'd never be able to afford. He bit his lip, shaking his head. He couldn't be taken in by this.

*his breakfast was still untouched in his bedroom, n it was high time his stomach protested for something to eat*

Ozzy's stomach had been growling but he had been ignoring it. Sighing, he gave up and headed back to the room he had come from. Looking to the food, his stomach gave a very loud growl making him whine. "Fine, fine..." he grumbled, moving to the food and beginning to eat.

*the food, evn though it was a little cold frm neglect, tasted delicious, though it struck as odd tht there was no one in sight at the mansion, not even servants*

Ozzy soon finished all that he could burping and rubbing his stomach. That tasted so different from what he was used to. "Mmm... I still miss my instant noodles..." he mumbled to himself, sighing as he sat on the bed. What was he supposed to do around here?

*the picture of the couple he found in the clothes' pocket was still there at his bedside table where he left it*

Ozzy sighed, deciding that all he could really do was get some sleep. Grabbing the pillow and his torn blanket, he pulled them onto the bed and laid down, soon falling asleep.

*all the while, Thrax had been busy deviating the PD with planted evidence so as they would find another suspect to incriminate, while totally clearing all suspicions on Oz. By the time he was done for the day, it was almost late afternoon*

Thrax: *returns home n deactivated the rigs off the door n windows before entering, n went to chk on Oz. He was shocked at first to see his door unlocked bt wen he went in, he was almost relieved to see Oz still in bed, sleeping like a log*

Ozzy had his arms and legs wrapped around the torn up blanket, shivering slightly as he buried his head on the pillow groaning some, the she-cells name coming from his lips.

Thrax: *frowns as Leah's name was mentioned, bt it was clear tht Oz was not exactly sleeping in comfortable conditions. He saw the picture on the bedside table n smirked, pocketing it while he picked Oz bridal style into another guest room tht was next door to his own master bedroom. He lay him on the bed n covered him with a nice thick, warm blanket before he left the room thru the conjoined door tht joins his master bedroom to this room*

Ozzy shifted around with a frown when he was moved, curling up in the blankets, tossing and turning, ending up wrapping up in them like a cacoon, not that he minded at all.

Thrax: *stole a look at the picture, then grinned, thinking of the next plan he had in store for Oz*

Ozzy groaned, soon awaking, blinking in confusion when he found himself wrapped up in a thick blanket. "Nnn? What the..." he mumbled, shifting around before laying on his back.

Thrax: *was at his master bedroom listening to some jazz music, humming to himself, n it could be heard thru the conjoined door*

Ozzy slowly unwrapped himself, looking a little confused but he made his way to the new door that was in this room. Cracking it open, he peeked in, his eyes widening. When had he gotten back?

Thrax: *was relaxing on the couch listening to the music, his eyes closed, reli enjoying it. He was only in his long black pants, his upper body with well-pronounced muscles in all the right places. When the music ended, he opened one eye n saw the crack on the door* U mustn't linger in the doorways, baby. It's rude. One might question ur upbringing

Ozzy blinked in surprise, his eyes widening when the other spotted him in the door crack. He quickly shut the door and gulped, moving back over to the bed. Damn, he had been caught. He cursed, shifting around before blinking. "Hey... where's that picture...?" he mumbled to himself.

Thrax: Looking for this? *leaning against teh door frame as he quietly opened the door, waving the picture in the air at him with a smirk*

Ozzy blinked in surprise before his eyes widened. "Hey! Give me that back!" he snapped, his eyes narrowing at him as he got to his feet.

Thrax: *held it up high in the air, making Oz grapple at air. His height served a good advantage for himself* Why should I? It's not urs to begin with *grins evilly*

Ozzy jumped up, grabbing at the picture, accidently rubbing against the virus. "I don't care! I found it so give it back!"

Thrax: *grins wen he felt the rub n quickly captures him by the waist with one arm, holding him close while his other hand still held the picture above his head* My, my, arent we a fiesty little thing? *with just tht arm, he picked the cell up until they were quite face to face, the cell's legs dangled a few inches above ground* Do u want to knw who were these ppl?

Ozzy blinked before gasping out as his body was pressed against the other's body, scowling up at him. "I am anything but little!" he snapped, cheeks pinking as he grumbled, feeling like a child. Gasping as he was lifted, he blinked in surprise. "Huh... well... yeah?"

Thrax: *grins* Well, hold on tight, baby. I'll show u who they are *pockets the picture while still carrying Oz in tht fashion, the cell dangling a few inches above ground* taking him dwnstairs. At first it was thought he made a beeline to where the BDSM basement room was where they had their first intimacy in this mansion bt instead he took a left n went dwn an underground staircase to another part of the basement tht seemed to lead dwnwards to an underground dungeon*

Ozzy grunted, squirming around in the other's hold, trying to pull himself up by the virus' shoulders. He didn't like being carried like this, he felt like a child, which he wasn't! "Wha... where are you taking me?" he asked, squirming around, looking confused.

Thrax: Stay put, baby *tightened his grip on Oz* Unless u want me to drop u dwn the stairs *smirked at Oz's question* Like I said, I'm taking u to see the ppl in the picture *walked dwn a long echoing hall with a torchlight. On both sides there were shapes in the dark tht looked like railings of dungeon cells, n there were rows n rows of it along the way. He led him to the far end, searched for the switch n turned on the lights on tht particular cell* There u go. These are ur mysterious ppl in the picture

*in the cell, showed the cells in the picture, only they were dead n slowly decaying, their bodies twisted in such a grotesque way tht rivaled a master in a Twister game, n their faces were twisted in a frozen horror*

Ozzy grumbled at the other, but decided to stay still in his arms as he was carried through the dark hallway. "Huh?" he mumbled, snapping out of his grumbling, blinking. Slowly, he turned to face the cell before his eyes widened in horror, paling before coving his mouth, feeling sick.

Thrax: Interesting, isn't it? *grins, then sees Oz covering his mouth* Oi, dont get sick on me now, baby. I just showered. Anyways, don't feel sorry for them. *turns off the lights n went off, leading them bk upstairs* They deserved it

Ozzy groaned and shuddered, unable to hold it back and leaned over, ending up throwing up. Never before had he seem something like that. "W-wh... what? No one deserves that!"

Thrax: *luckily the cell had a decent mind not to puke on him. He patted his bk n waited until the cell settled dwn, then grinned at the cell's exclamation* Aftr wht they did to u n ur family? They're lucky to die this way, or I would've given them so much worse tht they'd WISH they're dead

Ozzy coughed and shuddered, wiping his mouth before looking up at the virus. "W-what are you talking about...? What they did to me and my family... I don't even know them!"

Thrax: Of course u dont. U weren't evn born then, n even if u were born, u were too young to remember. I've researched on u, Jones. I've done my homework. I knw everything there is to knw abt ur past, right dwn to ur ancestors who first came to the umbilical cord, n those two, along with the rest of the household in this mansion, deserved wht was coming for them

Ozzy's eyes widening a little, squirming around, very confused. Why was this virus reseaching on him? "Wha... why? Who are they? What do they have to do with me and my family?" he asked, not sure he should believe the virus, but he was curious.

Thrax: *grinned at him mysteriously* Now wht is the fun in telling u tht. Ur gonna have to remember it urself, n think bk frm the day u lost ur entire family, causing u to grow up at the wrong side of the digestive track. For now, I'm gonna make the finishing touches to make u officially mine

Ozzy blinked and narrowed his eyes at him, he wanted to know... he NEEDED to know. He didn't really remember much about that day. "Wait... what? Finishing touches? What are you talking about?" he asked, frowning some as he gripped onto his shirt.

Thrax: This *without warning, pricked the cell on the chest with his flared up claw, bt only using the vry tip, n watched as the heat spread ard the cell's body*

Ozzy's eyes widening in horror as the claw pricked him, struggling around as the heat spread through him. "A-ah! What are you doing to me!?" he called out, trying to get away from the virus.

Thrax: Stay still, baby *held him close with both hands* Let it spread slowly ard u. Let it assimilate in u *pressed Oz's head close to his chest, helping him ride out the process as he purred near his ear* Make the venom work with u, not against u

Ozzy winced and cried out lightly, struggling as he fought against the infection, starting to sweat. "N-no... get it out of me... make it stop!" he hissed out, clawing at the other's chest, feeling the heat growing as he tried to stop it.

Thrax: Shh... *knelt onto the ground n held him close, rocking him to n fro* Dont struggle. Dont go against it. Make it work for u, work with u, not against u. Make it be part of u. Just focus on staying alive. Keep tht in ur mind "Stay alive"

"I-I... I... I hate you... I hate this!" Ozzy managed to get out, squeezing his eyes shut and wincing, gritting his teeth as he clinged onto the other tighter, tears building up. He didn't want to, but he had to, he had to go along with it and allow it to take over his body.

*the heat soon engulfed the cell frm head to toe, making the cell glow an reddish-orange like Thrax's flared up claw. It made Oz looked like he was on fire as the heat lingered for a long 30 seconds, before slowly subsiding, exerting all of the cell's energy, rendering him unconscious*

Ozzy tensed and arched, panting heavily, as he struggled to not fight with this feeling. Though, once it had supsided, the poor cell fell limp against the virus' body, drooling a little, unable to stop himself, passing out in his arms.

Thrax: *chked the cell's breathing n heart rate, which was thankfully normal, n chked his temperature. It had subsided completely, although some warmth lingered. He carried the cell bk up to his new room n tied an ice bag on his forehead in hopes to reduce the feverish feeling a little more while he stripped the cell naked to cool him dwn with some cold wet towels*

Ozzy whimpered and breathed heavily in his state, his body sweating profouncely, not used to being so warm. Groaning, he tossed and turned, squirming around on the bed.

Thrax: *tries to calm him dwn by humming the Spanish "Remember When It Rained" song to him as he continued to try n cool him dwn with the cold towels. He then went dwnstairs n got some icepacks n cornered Oz' body with it, adjusting the icepack on the cell's head. He then puts a thin blanket across Oz's belly so he wouldnt catch a chill n whispered to his ear* Te quiero, mi bebe... *waits till the cell calms dwn some before going bk to his master bedroom*

It took a while, but Ozzy managed to calm down, he shifted around every so often, but he managed to sleep his way though the change.

Thrax: *lay on the bed, his jazz music playing, bt at a softer volume so as not to wake the cell. He took out the picture of the cells n, flaring out his claw, burnt the picture until it was ashes before he retired for the night*

I Almost Said I Love You-Chapter 8

Ozzy groaned, slowly coming around and holding his head with a wince, holding his head. "Ow... my head... nnn..."

*the room was totally dark save a small candle in the middle of the room, n quite cold and damp as well. Whenever Oz moved, the sound of chains clinked n a tug on his neck could be felt*

Ozzy blinked and frowned, squinting his eyes to look around before reaching up, his eyes widening a little as he touched his neck. "Nnn... what the...?" he mumbled, tugging.

*the candle was within his reach more or less, n if he were to bring the candle light close, he would realize that both his neck n one of his ankles was strapped and chained onto the wall, like those convicts or prisoners during medieval times, n tht he was only in his undies*

Ozzy shifted around and groaned, reaching out and grabbing the candle, his eyes widening as he finally saw what he looked like. "W-wha... what's going on!?"

*no one was ard, his voice echoed in the dark room, n there were slight dripping sounds at the end of the room. It was too dark n quite damp to make out anything, n while he was dwn there, the party was still ongoing, although it was almost nearing the end*

Ozzy gulped hard, looking around, trying to use the candle to see as best he could. "Hello? Anyone out there? Someone help me!" he called out, shivering and hugging his knees, his membrane becoming cold.

*the candle was almost going to go out. Wht little light shone through the room, there was a scrawling at the corner just a few feet away frm where Oz sat, n it was again written in Spanish saying "Nadie pueden oír nuestros gritos, no incluso Frank todopoderoso" *

Ozzy blinked, shuffling as close as he could, frowning a little. "Damn spanish..." he grumbled as he read the writing, only able to read 'Frank'. Shivering, he kept the candle close, trying to keep warm.

Thrax: *finally the party ended, everyone leaving having spent a good time. He shook hands with Colonic, thanking him again for this wondrous party. Once every single person was gone, he went to the huge garage where he parked Oz's car n chuckled to himself.
Flaring out his claw, he undid the bonnet n jammed his claw into the engine, n within minutes it morphed into a huge, longish red car tht was totally pimped out*

Ozzy was curled up against the wall, shivering and looking around, his eyes wide with paranoia and fear, sitting in the dark, alone.

Thrax: *after done modifying the car, he went dwnstairs to the basement where he kept him, bringing an old-fashioned lantern with him*

Ozzy's head snapped up as he heard the door open, eyes wide as he pressed back to the way, trying to pull the chains off himself.

Thrax: *smirks as he heard the chains clinked. He used the fire frm the lantern to light a few smaller built-in lanterns on the walls, making the plc brighter, revealing the dark room to be a basement which looked like a medieval underground prison, but sort of modified to become a modern BSDM sex room* Are we comfy now, baby?

Ozzy's eyes widened as he saw Thrax in the light. He should of know. Growling, he struggled more. "Y-you! I should of know you did this to me! Let me go, Leah will be worried about me!" he called out, trying to free himself of the chains.

Thrax: *chuckles* Oh, I beg to differ. I think ur little Leah will manage herself just fine *took out a CD n slipped it into the CD player tht came with the small TV installed in this room n showed him the video he caught of Leah being intimate with Colonic* As u can see frm the security footage I got, she seems to be rather enjoying herself without you

Ozzy blinked before his eyes slowly widened, his heartbreaking there and then. Biting his lip, he shut his eyes and turned his head away. He knew it shouldn't, but it hurt. She was more than willing to kiss that guy, but not him...

Thrax: *let out an evil chuckle n forced Oz to look at it by grabbing his hair n made him look up* Watch, Jones. Watch as the love of ur life cozy up with another man while u are here, chained and bound and all mine. Watch as the reality hits u tht u will belong to no one but me

Ozzy gasped out as he was forced to look at the screen, making him squeeze his eyes shut, feeling tears pricking at the corner of his eyes. "I don't belong to anyone! Especially YOU!" he snapped, struggling against him.

Thrax: *growled n slapped Oz, sending him to the floor on his side* U ARE mine, whether u like it or not. Ur body wishes to be satisfied by no one but me. See how ready u r just by the feeling of the collar n anklet on u.

Ozzy gasped out as he hit the floor, wincing and rubbing his cheek, glaring defiantly up at the virus, shuffling away from him. "I'm NOT yours... I'll never be yours!"

Thrax: When I'm done with u, u will be, whether u knw it or not *pulled at a lever tht would pull at Oz's collar, forcing him to stand up on his feet*

Ozzy glared at him before suddenly coughing out, getting to his feet when he was forced up, tugging at the collar. "Get it off me!"

Thrax: Now where would the fun be, Jones? We've only just started *produces a whip, the ones tht were long n slim n ran all the way past Thrax's ankles, then gestures at the Spanish scrawling on the wall with a smirk* Knw wht tht means?

Ozzy gulped hard, biting his lips and squirming around. He feared the whip, but why was ge growing hard from the sight of it?! "H-huh?" he whispered, looking to the writing before shaking his head.

Thrax: It's been here since I got this home. This house has been ard during the old medieval days when Frank was still a baby. It means "Nobody will hear our screams, not even the almight Frank", just like right now, no one will hear ur screams wen I do this *lashes the first crack onto Oz's membrane*

Ozzy was confused by the words, but a cry of surprise and paint soon left him as he curled and squirmed around. "Nnngh... s-stop doing that!" he called out, feeling the throb against his membrane.

Thrax: Ur body tells me u want more. See how wet ur pants are with ur pre-cum wen I do this *lets another crack at him as he chuckled*

Ozzy cried out again, his back arching as his cheeks burned up with the whip mark, his legs closing tightly to give him back some pride.

Thrax: *lands a dozen cracks or so before stopping, seeing the long, thin welts on Oz's body, some of them breaking skin n bleeding, then grabs his collar n forced him against the wall, his lips devouring him*

Ozzy slumped forward, panting harshly and trembling, groaning some. He grunted as his back hit the wall, blinking before his eyes widened, flushing more as he felt lips against his, causing him to push against the other's chest.

Thrax: *his tongue lingered within, tasting every crevice of the cell's mouth, coaxing him to follow his lead as he did an expert tongue dance, his claws running along the throbbing whip slashes all over the cell's body&

Ozzy arched and squirmed, pulling his head back to breath, panting. His cheeks were flushed, a trail of saliva trickling down his chin as he slumped against the wall. Why was the other so good at kissing?

Thrax: U love it, don't u? U love the feeling of pain tht surges the pleasure all throughout ur body *running his tongue along his jawline n nibbled at his neck* Admit it, u love being dominated, dont u?

Ozzy panted and shuddered, slumping against the wall, shivering and groaning as that tongue moved over his membrane, tilting his head away. Why did his body like this?! "N-no... no I don't... ah! S-stop... stop touching me!" he whimpered, pushing the other weakly.

Thrax: *held him dwn against the wall, not allowing him to move anymore as his mouth travelled dwn to his chest, taking one of Oz's nipple n sucked n nibbled, his claws still running along the welts which were starting to swell n bleed*

Ozzy gasped and arched his back, cursing his body, cursing Thrax, cursing everything. He let out soft whimpered mewls, though reached up, covering his mouth to silence himself, pre-come spilling freely from his tip as he twitched and throbbed, on the brink of exploding.

Thrax: *sees him cover his mouth n harshly took them off* Don't. I want to hear u scream for me. Let ur voice echo ard this room *sees the throbbing cock of the cell n grinned* Are we gonna do another number now, baby?

Ozzy panted harshly, trembling against the wall, flushing darkly as he looked away from him. "I-I'm not... I-I refuse!" he gasped, hating that the other could make him come so easily.

Thrax: *chuckles evilly* U r like a woman, no self-control. If u were to let go now, I would be left out. I've got just the thing *release his hold on Oz for a moment to get something frm one of the shelves on the wall*

Ozzy down a little against the wall, panting heavily and flushing more, pressing against his crotch, trying to make it go away. "Go away... please... go away!" he hissed softly to himself, shuddering, feeling the pre-come smearing over his hands.

Thrax: *returned with a sort of rings tht were linked together in leather n tore off Oz's underwear, the last remain fabric tht separates him frm pure nudity* Knw wht this is? *smirks at Oz's confused face* It's called the 7 Gates of Hell, proven to hold bk the strongest of orgasms *he slips the link of rings onto Oz's throbbing cock* There, tht should do it

Ozzy gasped in surprise as he was stripped to nudity, flushing darkly and grunting when the rings were adjusted onto his hard length. "Nnngh... w-wha..." he breathed out, staring down with wide eyes as he shook his head, attempting to take it off of him. He couldn't! It would drive him insane!

Thrax: *sees Oz trying to take it off but couldnt amused him to no end* Now we can have some real fun *strips himself, showing off his body bare to him n revealing the full length of his man meat. His body was lithe n muscles were well-pronounced at the right plcs, not like those overly buff men. His length, under the dim lights, were illuminated, the ridges on the side pronounced it even more*

Ozzy whimpered and groaned softly, wanting the damned thing off him! "H-huh?" he mumbled, looking up before his eyes widened, cheeks heating up as he saw the other stripped naked, eyes unconsciously travelling over the other's body, flushing more as he came to the virus' larger length. Looking away, he closed his legs, he always felt... immasculated when he saw that. Groaning, he covered his face, this was so humiliating.

Thrax: *chuckles* Turned on evn more, aren't we? Finally being able to see a virus' cock properly, eh? Shall we dance, baby? *comes up to him n picked him up by the hips with his superhuman strength, wrapping the cell's legs ard his waist, prodding the cell's hole with his rod*

Ozzy's eyes widened as he shook his head at the other's words. "N-no, I'm not! I don't care about your stupid-ah!" he gasped out, feeling himself being lifted up and flushed more before his breath hitched in his throat, gripping at the other's shoulders, shaking his head as he felt him poking his hole. "N-no..." he breathed out, still sore from the last time. "Not... healed..."

Thrax: *smirks* Don't worry, baby. If u were hurt, I would not have any fun at all. I've got myself prepared *shows him a bottle of liquid lube tht had a musky sex smell to it n poured the cold content generously on his rod n on the cell's ass, then spreading them all ovr*

Ozzy blinked before his eyes widened more, how was he supposed to stop this virus!? He was snapped out of his thoughts, gasping as he felt the cold liquid against his hole, making him squirm around and shake his head.

Thrax: *once his cock is lubricated enough, he slowly thrust himself in, filling him all the way to the hilt, the lube paving the way* Mmm...So tight, baby...

Ozzy gasped out, his back arching as he felt himself being filled, his toes curling as his hands gripped onto this shouder's tighter, muscles tightening around the ridged length. "T-take it out..." he breathed out, flushing and closing his eyes,

Thrax: And leave me hanging? I don't think so. *smirks n started thrusting into him in a steady rhythm, the ridges on his cock stimulating the inner muscles of the cell's ass*

Ozzy gasped and arched off the wall, biting down on his lip hard as he looked away, shaking his head. He refused to like it, he wouldn't, he couldn't! But he felt that heat building up in his lower stomach the more he moved. It ached, but it didn't hurt as much as the first time, making it harder to resist.

Thrax: *grins deviously at Oz's reaction, then went deeper n harder, hitting tht spot tht would make the cell see stars in his mind's eye, his hands gripping tight at the cell's hips for leverage as he pounded him onto teh wall*

Ozzy gasped out and quickly covered his mouth as his other hand gripped at those hanging dredlocks as pleasure shot through his body, causing him to tighten more around the invading length, his eyes starting to roll back in his head.

Thrax: I told u, baby, I want to hear u scream for me *takes away the offending hand tht covered the cell's lips n placed it on his shoulder as he continued to thrust into him, increasing his velocity*

Ozzy shook his head, he refused to scream, he refused to let him know he liked this. Groaning, he tugged hard at those dreadlocks as he bit down on the virus' lower lip, tears budding in the corner of his eyes. Legs tightened around him as his length throbbed painfully hard, pre-come drooling freely but the rings stopping him from what he needed.

Thrax: *felt Oz's bite on his lower lip bt barely registered it, being tht he was accustomed to pain. He kissed him harder n pounded into him, feeling the cell's throbbing cock against his middle n the rings rubbing against him* Are we going to come now, baby? Going to explode n let loose ur seed all ovr urself?

Ozzy whimpered and trembled, his vision blurring as he bit down harder, soon able to taste blood, but he didn't care, all he wanted was to come, all he could think about was his release. Losing his self respect, he rocked his his hips, his length rubbing against the other's stomach as he withered against him and the wall, a mixture of drool and blood trickling down his chin, tears soon following.

Thrax: *watched while he continued his thrusts the way the cell soon gave in n lost all self control n dignity, becoming a messy pool of lust n desire in his hands. As he fucked harder, he teased the tip of the cell's cock* Beg for it. Beg for me to let u come. Let me hear u scream for mercy

Ozzy whimpered and bucked up hard against the teasing hand, Pulling back from his lips and hissing, a withering mess against the wall. He seemed there was still a little fight at him, but when one of those thrusts hit that spot just right, he cried out, bucking and whimpering. "P-please!" he gasped out, unable to take anymore, losing his mind from the overload of pleasure.

Thrax: Please, wht? *hitting his spot again, smirking as he took pleasure in making the cell beg*

"Please..." Ozzy whimpered, gasping out and bucking, clawing at his shoulder's and chest. "I-I need to..." he gasped, finding it harder and harder to talk as moans, mewls and whimpers just escaped him.

Thrax: *chuckles, seeing tht he had succeeded in making Oz beg just a little bit, he decided to go easy on him* Damn, ur face just make me gonna come soon...Come along with me... *thrusts a few more at top speed before pulling out, taking off the rings on the cell's cock in a flash n took both their cocks together, pumping until he released his hot seed all ovr the both of them*

Ozzy suddenly screamed out, louder than ever, his back arching as he came hard over the two of them, flushing darkly as a couple of shots hit his face. Tensing and trembling, his back arched before he eventually slumped in the virus' arms, panting harshly as he sobbed, clinging onto him. Why did he still feel so needy?

Thrax: *pants as his tremors subsided, then licks the cum off his hand before taking off the anklet n the collar on the cell's neck, keeping the cell's legs still ard his waist* Feels good, doesnt it, baby, just to let go of everything? *purred a bit as his other hand ran the claws through his hair*

Ozzy panted and shuddered, just slumping in his arms, too tired to argue with the other. He hated that he was right, but he wouldn't agree with him. Groaning, he buried his head in the other's neck, his eyes closing.

Thrax: *carried him all the way out of the basement n up into one of the guest room, setting him dwn gently on the bed before disappearing into the bathroom*

Ozzy groaned softly as he laid on the bed, his eyes slowly fluttering open to stare up at the cieling. Was this was how he was supposed to live his life? To satify a bastard virus' needs and weird fetishes? Groaning, he hid his face in his hands. He couldn't go on like this.

Thrax: *came bk out of the bathroom with a first aid kit n a basin of cold water with a towel n put it beside Oz* Lie dwn quietly, baby *takes his hands away frm his face n made him lie dwn face up properly on the bed*

Ozzy just allowed his body to be moved, shifting around with a small wince. After a few moments of silence, he spoke up. "... Why are you trying to ruin my life?" he asked, his voice croaking a little as he lay back on the bed.

Thrax: *was wetting the towel with the cold water n pressed it onto the welts to stop the swelling wen Oz asked him tht question* Wht makes u think I am?

Ozzy winced and hissed softly as he felt the cold towel against his wounded membrane. "... You've made everyone think I'm crazy, got me fired, you've tortured me, caused me to be a suspect in a murder case, shown me the girl of my life doesn't love me... and now trying to take away the last of my pride and dignity... why me?"

Thrax: *humphed as he put a bit of pressure so tht the cooling towel would bring dwn the swelling some more* U r underappreciated in ur job, u r hated by almost half of ur PD office, the Chief doesn't like ur guts, u were wrongfully fired by an egotistical fat cell who cares abt nothing bt himself n ur girl loves anyone bt u. Tell me, which part exactly have I ruined?

Ozzy winced and bit his lip lightly at the pressure. "I didn't care! At least I could try and get somewhere with my job! At least I had money coming in, now I can't even afford to go to the store! And I got fired because of you! Because I tried to get rid of you! And then you had to go kill him and now people hate me more because I was a main suspect! You've humiliated me and done things to me that I would never even think of, I... I hate you so much!" he called out, slamming his hand against the other's face, slapping him as hard as he could as he sat up, his head lowered as he trembled, biting back the tears.

Thrax: *his head turned to the side as he was slapped, bt he didnt flinch. He took both Oz's wrists n pinned him dwn onto the bed, his face vry close to him until their lips almost touched* U have no idea who u are dealing with, Jones. Don't try n test my patience. If it is a job u want, then here it is, to satisfy me. If it is money u want, u have a platinum card, USE IT. As for u being the suspect, it will come to pass soon. No one will even think twice abt putting u in the guilty list once I'm done with them. U will learn to like the lifestyle here no matter how long it takes for me to get it thru ur thick skull. U r mine! Live with it! *lets him go harshly before going bk to nursing him*

Ozzy's eyes widened as he was slammed down on the bed, wincing as he stared up at the other. "... I am not you're whore..." he let out when he was finally let go of, looking away, his body trembling slightly before he blinked. "You... you gave me the card? I refuse to use it!" he snapped, pushing him away from his body and shuffling back away from him, wincing. If he wasn't feeling awful about this, he was now, his job was to satify the virus? And he was even being given money for it? He didn't want that... he wanted his policing job back...

Thrax: *frowns at the cell pushing him off n cowering away frm him* Don't refuse so quickly without even giving it a shot *smirked* U seem to enjoy it vry well before. Now let me finish nursing u, or do u want me to tie u dwn again?

Ozzy scowled up at him at his words, gritting his teeth before suddenly kicking the other hard in the face to knock him away. Wincing, he stumbled off the bed as quickly as he could and made for the door. He only got a couple of steps before he crashed to the ground, wincing, his legs giving way. He didn't give up, he attempted to crawl to the door.

Thrax: *let out a growl as he was being kicked in the face. He wanted to reach ovr to grab the cell bt he was too fast as he made a bolt out to the door. He was abt to give chase wen he heard the crash n see the cell crawl on the ground. With one swipe, he picked the cell by the waist n threw him onto the bed* So this is ur answer? To be tied dwn? So be it *took off the hypothalamus chain n wound it ard Oz's neck before tying it on the bed post, holding him there. The chain was flexible yet tough to break, holding the cell in plc*

Ozzy winced and groaned before gasping out at how easily he was suddenly lifted. Grunting, he found himself bouncing on the bed, groaning and wincing. "J-just leave me alone!" he called out, gasping as he felt the chain around his neck, making him tug at it and kick his legs. "Get this thing off me!" he snapped, glaring at him.

Thrax: *rolls his eyes exaggerately* This is wht I get if I let guard dwn a little. Stay still, Jones, or this *flared his claw at his face* will the last thing u will ever see

Ozzy flinched, tilting his head away from the claw as he gulped. As much as he hated his life right now, he wasn't ready to die. Scowling a little, he looked away from the virus, still gripping the chain but keeping still.

Thrax: *seeing tht the cell had stopped resisting, he put his claw dwn* Much better *continued nursing him, cooling dwn the welts more before applying cooling salve ovr them, then wrapped him ard in bandages* There. Was tht so hard? *went to the bathroom to put away the things before coming bk to him* Frm now on, this will be ur permanent residence. Everything is arranged as we speak to make sure u stay here. I even have ur precious ride in my garage with a few...modifications. U belong to me, Oz, always has been since the first day I met u. Live with it. *takes off the hypothalamus chain frm the cell's neck* Be a good boy n have a good night's sleep. Tomorrow will be better *chuckles as he left, bt not before he locked the door*

*Ozzy's eyes widened as he listened to the virus speak, his mouth hanging open as he shook his head. He couldn't do that to him! "Th-this is kidnapping!" he called out, using the blankets to cover himself up as he watch the other walk out, his hopes being dashed when he heard the door lock. Sighing, he slumped down on the bed and curled up, glaring at the wall. If he was going to keep him locked up, he'd make it difficult for him, like a grounded child.

Thrax: *chuckles to himself* Finally, u, my baby, all to myself *chuckles again as he played with his hypothalamus chain, humming his jazz as he went dwnstairs to make all the final arrangements*

Ozzy winced, getting to his feet as he climbed off the bed, trying to make sure he didn't fall. Once he had his footing, he grinned a little to himself, starting to trash up the room. If he was going to stay here, ehough definately wouldn't make it easy on him.

Thrax: *completed every last detail he needed to detain Oz here in his plc n went to bed, satisfied* I am going to enjoy my time with u, baby. Tht I will

Ozzy panted softly once he had done, looking around at the mess he had made. It wasn't much because there wasn't much stuff, but it was good enough, especialy pulling off the wallpaper and scrawling on the wall like a naughty child.

*the wardrobe tht he totally mashed up contained clothes tht didn't reli belonged to either Thrax nor was it fit for Oz. It was as if it belonged to someone else who used to live in this house. In the jacket pocket, there was a small picture sticking out*

Ozzy blinked, eventually noticing the picture and limped over, wincing with each step. Slowly pulling it out, he looked it over with a frown. "Wha..."

*it was a picture of an old couple, one a muscle cell and one a red blood cell, dressed rather richly, exactly suited to the life style of the mansion Thrax was now living*

Ozzy blinked in surprise, looking the picture over. Were these the cells that lived here before Thrax? But all the stuff was still here... even the clothes! He frowned, sitting on the bed.

*behind the picture was a date tht was the same as on Frank's 3rd birthday*

Ozzy blinked, looking all around the picture with a frown. "Hm... weird..." he mumbled to himself with a shrug, sighing.

I Almost Said I Love You-Chapter 7

Leah: *was putting on her ear-rings n applying lipstick. She was wearing red alright, almost like a Moulin Rouge theme, n had her mask on*

Ozzy soon got to her home, slipping the mask on before knocking on the door, shifting around. He just wanted to get this over with... maybe a few drinks to forget.

Leah: *hears the doorbell n answered the door* Hey, Jones. My, my, you look amazing *checking out his costume*

Ozzy grinned and showed himself off. "Heh, well, you don't look half bad yourself. We should get going..."

Leah: Yeah, sure. Dont wanna be late *locks the door n got into the car with Oz* I was afraid you werent gonna show up

Ozzy blnked and shook his head, driving off. "I couldn't deny you. Plus, I would hate to upset you..."

Leah: *chuckles* I guess I can reli count on u to deliver ur words. Well then, lemme show u where exactly does Agent Roja live *led him to the Heart District n gave him directions where to turn*

Ozzy smiled at her before blinking, grumbling as he drived around. "He's almost hidden away..." he said as they drove around. "So... which one is it?"

Leah: *after leading him ard, finally sees the plc* Ah! Right there!

*they've reached into probably one of the richest areas in the suburbs, where the home looked like almost a mansion, probably a home equivalent to a Count*

Ozzy's eyes widened as he pulled up to the place, his mouth hanging open. "Wha... how did he get THIS place?!" he called out. It was the biggest place he'd ever seen!

Leah: Agent Roja said Mayor Phlegmming offered it to him somehow. When he was injected into this body, he claims tht he called the mayor telling his arrival n the mayor said to wait for him to fetch him n all accomodations are ready for him for his stay as a vaccine-shot ambassador, so to speak. Tht was a day before he died n left poor Agent Roja stranded in the stomach port. Agent Roja told me abt the mayor's plans for his accomodation n I looked thru the mayor's files n saw there, marked in red, this address. I must admit, I was shocked at first, bt if the mayor ordered it, then it must be it

Ozzy blinked and frowned a little, getting out of the car before moving around the car and helping Leah out of the car before locking it up. "Come on, lets get inside..." he said, linking arms with her and heading inside the large building.

Leah: *takes his arm n was escorted into the building*

Ozzy blinked and looked around, already seeing so many people there.

*there were a lot of ppl, mostly the high-ups especially the PD force n the city council, present n also including some of the press*

Ozzy blinked and shifted around. "Uh... so... would you like a drink?" he asked Leah, but before she could answer, he was making his way to get a couple of drinks.

Leah: *barely noticed he left because Colonic had approached her and they were talking abt the party n the re-election campaign; straight dwn to business*

Ozzy sighed as he found the drinks, looking them over. He needed something strong. Ordering the strongest drink they had, he downed it, not realising it was a bad idea.

Thrax: *everyone cheered as he made an appearance, dressed in black and red along with a cloak n donning a red skeletal mask. Again, he suavely charmed them with his gentleman ways, n shook hands with Colonic. Aftr a few chats n finger food, he saw at the corner of his eye Oz at the bar counter dwning a strong drink n excused himself towards him*

Ozzy hiccuped and sighed, sitting at the bar, having forgotten about Leah, starting on his third drink.

Thrax: *came up to his side and ordered wht he ordered, then smiled in his usual facade* Wht is a handsome young cell like u doing here all alone, hmm?

Ozzy blinked and hiccuped lightly before scowling up as he saw Thrax, huffing at him. "Get lost you stupid-hic-Virus." he grumbled, shuffling around as he adjusted the mask on his face, sipping more of his drink, cheeks already flushed from the alcohol.

Thrax: My, my, aren't we a little tipsy here there? U shouldn't drink too much. U might lose urself in it. Being in a party is not all abt drinks, u knw. Although *takes Oz's chin* It does give ur pretty cheeks a good colour*

Ozzy huffed at him. "I'm not a kid, you can't tell me what to do!" he snapped at him, pushing the hand away and rolling his eyes, hicupping again before ordering another drink as he sipped his third.

Thrax: I wouldn't be so childish if I were u. I am the ambassador here aftr all *made sure tht no one was looking before he took Oz's chin again n kissed him deeply*

Ozzy's eyes widened as he felt the other's lips against his. "Mmph!" he gasped in surprise before his hand came up, slapping the other's face as hard as he could, which wasn't so much as hard as he could since he was tipsy.

Thrax: *barely felt the slap as being a virus he was so accustomed to pain, let go of his oral hold* Well, baby, so feisty evn though ur totally drunk, eh? *sees the hired band coming up to stage n donned on his mask n helped Oz adjusted his before dragging him into the middle of the dance floor*

Ozzy hiccuped and blinked, gasping as he was dragged to the dance floor. "H-hey, what are you doing!?" he snapped at him, stumbling against the other's body, thankful for the mask so no one could see it was him.

Thrax: *ignoring the surprised looks on everyone's face (mostly the women, looking on a little jealously at this Frank's most eligible bachelor) n took his hand in a dance stance, speaking in his gentleman voice* Just a dance for the lovely cell I'm with *waits till they play a slow song before starting to dance*

Ozzy blinked in surprise, shaking his head as he wriggled against him, trying to get away from him. "I-I don't dance with guys!" he hissed up at him. "Nor slow dance!" he huffed, hiccuping before gasping, feeling his body being moved.

Thrax: *he was surprisingly light on his feet, dancing very well n into the beat, guiding Oz effortlessly. He brought himself close in a way tht Oz was leaning against his chest* Just enjoy the dance, baby, go with the flow. U dont want ur nice little lady to find out who his little boyfriend is dancing with now, do u?

Ozzy's eyes widened as he bit his lip, hesitating before hiding himself against Thrax's body, cursing him to the bowels of Frank as he allowed him to lead him in the dance.

Thrax: Good boy. Feeling much better frm the booze there, baby? *carries on leading the dance effortlessly*

Ozzy hiccuped and scowled behind the mask. "Just shut up and get this over with... I want to go sit down." he grumbled to him, stumbling a few times.

Thrax: Oh, I assure u, baby, soon I will have u all to myself aftr this party *the song ended n he stopped dancing, clapping along with the crowd at the band performance*

Ozzy stumbled as he was finally let go of, looking confused by his words before huffing and quickly getting off the dancefloor to go sit down again.

Thrax: *smirked as he went off to chat with everyone else*

Leah: *sees Oz sitting there n approached him* There u are! I was wondering where u disappeared off to

Ozzy blinked, looking up before, gasping. "Ah... sorry... seems I got-hic-distracted."

Leah: *smelt the alcohol on him* Ah, being a little greedy on the booze, eh? Dont go stoned ovr me now, Jones *chuckles, then looked towards Thrax's direction* Isn't he such a gentleman, Jones? If only all men are as charming as he is

Ozzy hiccuped and blinked, scowling a little. "He's not THAT good you know..." he grumbled some, downing his drink before collecting his forth. He paused half way through his drink though. "Damn..." he mumbled, shifting around. He needed to use the bathroom, but had no idea where it is and really didn't want to go ask the host.

Leah: *shook her head helplessly at Oz being skeptical and drunk, then looks at him again wen she realized tht he was shifting ard* Something wrong, Jones?

Ozzy shook his head, chewing on his lip before asking. "Do you happen to know where the bathroom is?"

Leah: Oh yeah. I just came frm the bathroom. Just go upstairs n take a left. It's the 2nd door to ur right *made hand gestures to emphasize her point*

Ozzy hiccuped and nodded, getting to his feet and stumbling off. "Upstairs... left... second door..." he mumbled to himself as he headed up the stairs and took a left, searching for the bathroom.

*unfortunately, usually in mansions, every room look almost the same, even the bathroom, n Oz being tipsy was not helping matters*

Ozzy groaned and stumbled to a door, attempting to open it. "This is... hic... stupid!" he grumbled to himself, squirming around as he moved to another door. "This is a freaking huge place, where's the damned bathroom!"

*Due to the fact tht he was tipsy, he forgot tht it was the 2nd door to his right, n he had just past it, making him enter a guest room by mistake*

Ozzy hiccuped and looked around through the dark room, feeling around for a light. "Nnn... ow, damn it... where's the light?" he grumbled, having stumbled over.

*someone approached him frm behind n grabbed him, pressing a cloth filled with chloroform onto his mouth n nose*

Ozzy groaned out, struggling weakly and clawing at the hand. "MNnngh!" he groaned, though his eyes began to flutter closed as his body became limp.

*the stranger held him until he went limp before placing the cell onto the bed, closed the door n left to join the party*

Leah: *was looking ard wondering why is Oz taking so long to go to the bathroom*

Colonic soon came to Leah, handing her a drink with a smile. "What's wrong? You look worried. Are you not having fun?"

Leah: Oh, I am. It's just tht...well, my friend is taking too long in the bathroom. I'm kinda worried *looked upstairs*

Thrax: *approaches them* Ah, Colonic. Just the man I want to thank for holding such a nice party for me. U shouldn't have

Colonic sipped at his drink. "Ah, well. I'm sure he's fine. He probably just got lost." he said, before looking up and smiling. "Ah! Agent Roja, nothing's too good for our new guest." he said, patting his back.

Thrax: I thank u again, sir. I wish u lots of luck on the campaign. I heard tht besides u, someone frm the Love Handles is also trying to run for candidacy. I've got my money on u

Colonic blinked before laughing softly, patting his arm. "You see this guy, Leah. He really is an amazing guy. He's probably the kind of guy for you needs." he said, grinning a little with a wink at her.

Leah: *grins, having a feeling tht Colonic was actually trying to hit on her. Not tht she mind. She was slightly drawn to his charisma wen she was still under Phlegmming* Sorry, Colonic, but I'm more into cells. Speaking of cells, where IS Jones...?

Thrax: U mean the white blood cell, dressed in domino theme? The one who used to work with the PD bt fired by the late Phlegmming?

Colonic chuckled. "Aw, poor Agent Roja... put down by the most beautiful woman here." he said, shaking his head before blinking. "Jones? That boy is here? I hope he's behaving himself.

Leah: Colonic, pls, he's just...fiesty for his age. U saw him?

Thrax: *chuckles at Colonic's statement before answering her* Yeah. I did. He just took off without a word. Car and all. Said he's not into fancy parties and just pfft! Vanished

Colonic blinked, frowning a little before shaking his head. "Such an uncooth boy. He can't even say goodbye to the man of the hour, or his friend." he said, sipping his drink.

Leah: Colonic, pls... *although part of her agreed tht Oz shouldn't have dumped her off like tht*

Thrax: *waved it away casually* He must've had some reason. It's perfectly alright. You guys have fun now *smiles n left to chat up with other ppl*

Colonic turned to Leah, frowning a little. "I'm sorry, but he doesn't seem like a good friend to just leave you like this. Anyway, would you like to dance?"

Leah: Well, I'd be honoured to, future mayor of Downtown Frank *offered her hand n smiled*

Colonic gave a charming smile before taking her hand and moving to the dance floor before pulling her close and began to dance to the unbeat music.

Thrax: *sees Colonic n Leah dancing n smirked, being this part of his plan*

Colonic smiled to Leah, chuckling softly. "You're a very good dancer, Ms. Leah." he said, his arm wrapping around her waist.

Leah: Well, ur not too bad urself there, Colonic *smiles a little seductively* U might just make a new caption to ur banner "Candidate Twinkletoes"

Colonic chuckled softly, before dipping her, grinning seducively at her. "Mmm... and maybe give yourself a new position... 'Mrs. Twinkletoes'." he said before giving her a soft kiss right beside her lips before allowing her up again.

Leah: *surprised, bt not against it, in fact, she laughed gingerly before being brought up, suddenly find herself facing rather close, her lips almost touching his*

Colonic blinked in surprise as he found her so close before his eyes became half lidded. Cupping her cheek, he stroked his thumb against her cheek before kissing her softly on the lips.

Leah: *was caught by surprise again when she felt Colonic captured her lips, it somehow felt so right, even though she had been personally working under him for less than a week. Although in all reality she had been drawn to him since the first time she saw him during the start of the re-election campaign. By the time they needed air to breathe, her face was sporting a healthy tint of pink* Wow...

Colonic smiled down at her, holding her close. "You have very soft lips... Ms. Leah." he said softly, running a hand through her hair before kissing her cheek softly once again.

Leah: *smiled gently as she leaned her face against the hand before Colonic kissed her* And so do you...Tom. *finally calling him by his first name* Well...it seems like I've missed my ride home later on

Colonic smiled softly, gently nuzzling her nose. "Mmm... well, I can give you a lift home if you would like?" he suggested, starting to slow dance with her as a new song came on.

I Almost Said I Love You-Chapter 6

*the next day, a fedex delivery was sent to Oz's doorstep*

Ozzy groaned, slowly walking up, hearing the doorbell. Stumbling out of bed, he rubbed his eye, opening the door in confusion, frowning a little as he signed for his mail. "Nn?"

Mailman: Fedex delivery for Osmosis Jones. Pls sign here *produced an electronic signature pad to Oz*

Ozzy slowly signed for it, thanking the man before heading inside and looking at the package. "What the...?" he hadn't ordered anything.

*it was a rectangular box wrapped in sleek classy black wrapping paper with a white ribbon on it*

Ozzy put it down before slowly opening it, frowning a little before trying to figure out who sent it.

*again, there was no card or note tht came along with it, bt inside, it was a formal costume u would wear during a masquerade*

Ozzy blinked in surprise, frowning a little, pulling out the costume and laying it out on the table. "No card... so it's not Leah..." it then clicked, his eyes widening a little. "... There's no way that... he could of..." he said, shaking his head, though he still seemed suspicious. "Oh Frank! And I ate those chocolate!"

*it was a black n white costume in a sort of domino theme, with gloves n shoes n the mask itself, and the quality of the cloth was of vry fine, vry expensive nature, something tht for Oz who grew up as a poor cell bk then could nvr afford*

Ozzy bit his lip, running his hand over the fabric. "... It's so... nice..." he mumbled, chewing on his lip. Even now, he could never afford something like this, so how could the virus? Thinking that's who got it him.

*a minute or so, Leah dropped by, ringing at his doorbell*

Ozzy jumped, stuffing the costume back in the box before going to the door, opening it with a yawn. "Mmm?" he mumbled, looking like crap from the lack of sleep.

Leah: Hey, Jones. I was in the neighbourhood n... *sees Oz's disheveled state* Woah, Jones, u look like a train wreck

Ozzy blinked, shifting around and trying to fix himself. "Nah, I'm fine~" he said, grinning weakly. "So, what's up, girl?"

Leah: I was just in the neighbourhood with Colonic's campaign and wondered if... *sees the box with the sleeve sticking out of it* Wht's this? *goes ovr n opens it to see wht's in it*

Ozzy blinked, his eyes widening as he shook his head. "H-hey, hey! No!" he said, flailing around and trying to close the box so she couldn't see the costume.

Leah: *too late for Oz; she had already caught a glimpse n took out the mask* Oh, u've been holding out on me. So u ARE interested in going to the welcoming party

"W-wha? No! I... it just came this morning! I don't know why." Ozzy said, crossing his arms and pouting a little. "I don't want to go to the stupid party..." he said, moving to get some coffee.

Leah: Oh...reli? I was hoping u would go. I mean, I'd probably go with Colonic, bt I barely knw him. I'd like it if u go with me

Ozzy blinked and looked back to the cell, sighing. "Girl... you sure know how to make someone feel bad." he said, running a hand through his messy hair.

Leah: S...Sorry, I didn't mean to... *puts dwn the mask n looks up at him guiltily* I'm sorry. I won't force u, bt it'll nice if u would

Ozzy shook his head and smiled weakly at her. "Nah girl... I couldn't put you down. I guess I'll come. What time is it?" he asked, tilting his head some as he sipped his coffee.

Leah: Later tonight, roughly ard 7.30. I'll be dressed in red, courtesy of Colonic's expenses, though it wouldnt be as classy as urs. I might feel like a pauper with a prince *grins*

Ozzy blinked in surprise, his cheeks turning a light pink. "Ah, you look good no matter what you wear, baby." he said, kissing her cheek before tilting her head up to kiss her lips lightly.

Leah: *was surprised at the kiss n was slightly caught in the moment as she returned it a little bit, bt then realized n pushed him away* No, this is not right

Ozzy stumbled, blinking in surprise. "Wha... what's not right about it?" he asked, looking a little saddened.

Leah: This. This whole thing. I knw u've been pining for me ever since we've met but... *sighs n adjust her hair* Tht's just it. I don't feel as much as u feel for me. OK, I admit I do like u to an extent, bt ur more like...like a feisty big brother, a nice chatty friend. We have nothing in common. And I've told u before, my career comes first

Ozzy blinked slowly, feeling his heart breaking as she spoke. Sighing softly, he turned away from her, running a hand through his hair before giving a huffed laugh. "... Yeah, I guess I should really give up now, eh?"

Leah: Well... *comes up to him frm behind him n lays a hand on his shoulder* I wouldn't put it tht way, bt just...just let me go slowly. Be a friend with me. Tht's all I ask

Ozzy blinked a few times, looking to the she-cell, smiling weakly before gently hugging her. "I hope maybe one day... we can be more than... friends." he said.

Leah: *smiles, doesnt say anything abt it, but gently returns the hug* So...I'll see u then at the party? U can come pick me at my plc. U do remember where I live, right?

Ozzy blinked and pulled back, nodding slowly with a weak smile. "Yeah, I remember." he said, glancing to the clock. He had a few hours to waste before then.

Leah: Right, so cya tonight then. Remember. Party starts at 7.30pm *smiles n left the apartment*

Ozzy Waved as she lefted before sighing softly and hanging his head. "Why do I even bother?" he mumbled, looking through his cupboards as his stomach began to growl.

*there was not much, probably a couple of instant pancakes n waffles, n the cereal was running out n the milk was starting to go sour*

Ozzy sighed softly. Maybe he really should go shopping? Getting his keys and wallet, he decided to take a walk to the shops to see if there was anything he could get to eat.

*being tht Oz's been laid off frm work, the only thing he could probably afford was at the discount retail supermarkets*

Ozzy sighed, heading into a very cheap supermarket and began looking around while checking his wallet. He didn't have much, he'd have to be careful with his money from now on.

*while he browsed ard, a little kid came up to him n tugged at his shirt*

Ozzy blinked, having put a couple of things in a basket. "Uh... yes?" he mumbled upon seeing the child.

Child: *passed him a card* U dropped this, mister *puts him in his hand before walking away casually*

Ozzy blinked a few times looking it over. "I think you've got the wrong..." he stopped as he saw the child walking off. Frowning a little, he looked to the card again.

*it was a platinum card, one of those where u could probably evn buy a tank with, with his name printed on it*

Ozzy's eyes widened, this was definately not his. How did he keep getting these things!? Sighing, he stuffed the card in his pocket and carried on with his bargin shopping.

*there were some stuff tht accomodates his budget, like canned food, instant food tht can be heated in the oven, TV dinners and certain drinks*

Ozzy was soon done, having only gotten a couple of things, just to keep him going. Paying with his own money, he winced as he looked into his wallet. Not alot left. Sighing, he paid and thanked the cashier before heading back home with his stuff.

*along the way to his home were a couple of electronical shops, n the TV in display was covering the news update on the mayor's case*

Ozzy blinked, glancing at one of the t.v's with a frown, wondering what they could of found out now.

Newsman: The death of the mayor was confirmed by autopsies as a viral attack, although the nature n source of the viral material is yet to be known. The PD have no comments yet on this matter, bt they do fear tht whoever killed Mayor Phlegmming may possibly still be out there, so citizens of Frank are adviced to keep a lookout on anything suspicious

Newslady: In lighter news, in conjunction with the re-election campaign n the new arrival of a vaccine agent, Candidate Tom Colonic has announced tht he will be holding a welcoming party at the vaccine agent's residency in the Heart District...

Ozzy blinked in surprise, his eyes widening a little as he dropped his shopping, pressing hands against the window. They had let him live in the Heart District!? They were helping him without knowing it! He sighed, eyes closing as his head rested against the window. There was no point in fighting it... no one would ever believe him, and by the time they did, it'd be too late... and they'd be all dead.

*a few passers-by looked at him weirdly, wht with his depressing display in front of a shop*

Ozzy sighed and picked his bags back up, trudging back towards his home. "I might as well give up... with him in here, Frank is doomed... and there's nothing anyone can do..." he said softly, his head hanging low.

*the answering machine took abt 3 msg wen he was away*

Ozzy blinked, seeing the flashing on his machine and clicked the button to play them

Msg 1: *it's the old friend* Dude~! Did u hear abt the new vaccine agent guy who got injected in? He was bloody cool! I heard it's coz wen the mayor arranged for the trip to Buffalo, he heard of a mild rat infestation n had him shot into the system to prevent Frank frm getting the Black Death! He is so awesome~! Dude, he's got like the most charming smile evr wen he came to my shop for some donuts! U should reli chk him out!

Ozzy blinked and frowned, growling to himself as he moved back over after putting his bags down, deleting the message instantly. "No thanks..." he huffed, rolling his eyes.

Msg 2: *it was the Chief* Hey, Jones, it's me, the Chief. I heard frm Ms Leah Estrogen tht ur coming to the masquerade welcoming party tonight. Look, I knw u don't like Agent Roja, bt for her sake, try to be civilized, OK? Cya at the party, Jones

Ozzy sighed and deleted the message once again. "No promising anything..." he said, if he was provoked, he would kick that virus' ass. Heading back into the kitchen, he looked for something he felt like eating.

Last msg: *there was a long pause before the deep husky voice of Thrax rang in the machine* Hello, baby

Ozzy froze where he was, that voice going through his body making his face heat up and heat pool in his stomach. "H-how..." he whispered to himself. How had he gotten his number?

Thrax: U must be wondering how I got this number. *chuckles* I am just full of surprises, ain't I? I'm sure u heard abt my party. I'll be seeing u tonight...my little baby

*the answering machine ended with tht msg, indicating no more*

Ozzy's hands tightened into fists as he shook his head. Why was his voice alone doing things to his body. "... I need a cold shower..." he said, sticking a micro meal on to cook, he headed to the bathroom to take his cold shower.

*the box containing the costume still sat there at the dining table where he left it, the mask laid on the box when Leah took it out, seemingly giving out a sort of atmosphere to persuade him to go to the party*

Once in the shower, he turned it on as cold as possible, shivering and squeezing his eyes shut, calming his damned body down. He hated that virus more and more each second.

*Images of Thrax's cold laughter n the phantom whips on his back plagued him*

Ozzy twitch and flinched, the cold water not helping as his own thoughts turned him on.

*Images of Thrax becoming clearer, as if he was right there, touching n caressing his body in a lustful manner, his tongue running along Oz's jawline*

Ozzy groaned and shivered, reaching up to turn the heat up on the shower. Forget it, he couldn't take it. It may have been to Thrax, but he needed to. Sliding a hand down, he cupped himself, resting a hand on the wall as he rubbed and teased with his fingers.

*the phantom feeling of Thrax's husky voice chuckled near his ear, running his claws on his back where his healing welts were, then his squeezing his buttocks while stroking it at the same time, his teeth nibbling at his neck*

Ozzy suddenly let out a moan, his cheeks heating up as his back arched, his hand tightened into a fist on the wall as he began to stroke himself, his breathes becoming a little heavier.

*the phantom feeling of Thrax cupped his ass, massaging it , whispering "Here I come, baby" n entered him, hitting him with harsh thrusts*

Ozzy cried out to himself, trembling and bending, his legs spreading to adjust to the phantom feeling as he stroked himself faster, his whole face turning red as he whimpered and moaned, whispering how much he hated Thrax, how he hated himself for doing this.

*a phantom grip hard on his hips as the thrusts grew harder, faster, deeper, his prostate hit dead on*

Ozzy's body rocked, panting and hissing, drooling and stroking himself faster, already feeling him ready to explode. "O-oh god... too soon..." he breathed out, flushing and bucking hard, whimpering before crying out, coming hard over the wall and himself.

*the phantom voice chuckled n whispered "U r so loving it, baby" n the feeling disappeared mysteriously as it came as soon as Oz climaxed*

Ozzy slumped against the wall, panting heavily and shuddering, the shower washing away the mess he had just made. "O-oh Frank... why..." he whispered, groaning and flushing deeply, quickly grabbing the soap and scrubbing down his body, trying to get rid of the light feeling still lingering some in hs body.

*the food tht he left in the oven to heat beeped, indicating his lunch was ready*

Ozzy snapped out of his thoughts, quickly getting out and wrapping a towel around himself, heading to the kitchen, wincing as he got his food out, burning his fingers a little.

*the food has been left a little long, so it kinda burnt, bt other than that, it was fine*

Ozzy sighed and just ate out of the container, sitting at the table in his towel. He glanced to the clock and sighed. Only a few hours before he had to leave.

*his subscribed newspaper and his mail was slipped in to his slot at the door*

Ozzy soon finished his food, moving to get his mail and tossing it on the table before looking to the outfit. Sighing, he shook his head before going to try the outfit on. It's not like he had any else to wear.

*the outfit fitted perfectly on, as if it was tailored made just for him and whoever made it knew exactly his measurements, and it reli brought out the classiness in him*

Ozzy blinked in surprise, checking himself out in the mirror, his eyes wide. "How...?" he mumbled, who even did this knew his measurements, but how? He'd never been measured for anything. Though, he had to admit... he did look good in it. "I can't say no, now..."

*he has yet to try the mask on as well, n it was laying there on the box*

Ozzy looking to the mask, he rolled his eyes. Why was that with it? Sighing, he picked it up, slipping it onto his face.

*it was a masquerade welcoming party, so it was expected for him to have a mask along with the outfit. It gave Oz a rather mysterious, classy look as it matched the outfit perfectly. But tht wasnt the real deal. THe real deal was tht behind the mask there was an engraving on it*

Ozzy blinked, catching the engraving and pulled the mask of, looking over the mask. "Huh?"

*the engraving was a quote written in Spanish, saying "Por siempre el suyo, mi bebé" *

Ozzy blinked a few times, frowning a little. "Eh?" he mumbled, tilting his head, trying to read it.

*the quote was in Spanish, n if Oz had looked up at his reflection, he would've seen tht he had a Spanish dictionary he got frm one of his colleagues to help him communicate with illegal germs like his witness*

Ozzy blinked and frowned, reading it over again. "... Spanish!" he said, grinning a little to himself. But he didn't know anyone who was Spanish. Remembering the dictionary, he sat down and began searching.

*after word by word search, it revealed that "Por siempre el suyo, mi bebé" means "Forever yours, my baby" *

Ozzy blinked, frowning a little. "Forever mine? The mask? Ugh... who keeps sending me this stuff!" he groaned, facepalming himself before blinking and looking to the time, his eyes widening. "Oh crap! I have to get Leah soon!"

*the clock on the wall was showing roughly 7, n it takes 15 minutes to get to where Leah was living*

Ozzy's eyes widened as he quickly got his best shoes on, getting some nice calongue before heading out. Locking up, he climbed in his car and drove off.

I Almost Said I Love You-Chapter 5

*the next day, the mayor's death was all ovr the news on every media conceivable, revealing the suspects, which included a shot of Oz's pic*

Ozzy had woken up later that day, getting himself a coffee and slumping in his chair in the living room, flicking on the t.v before groaning as he saw the new, seeing he had been put as a suspect. Flicking the t.v off, he sighed and leaned back, sipping his coffee.

*his next door neighbour had his TV on full blast, n frm Ozzie's verandah, slightly muffled sounds of the news still broadcasted out, speaking of a little recent updates of the situation*

Ozzy blinked and scowled. He couldn't stay here and listen to this. He had to go out and find that virus. Getting up, he grabbed his keys and pulled on his coat, heading out to look for Thrax in his car.

*he forgot tht he still had the radio on, n the news was broadcasting new information*

Newscaster: We have received information tht they have hired a special agent into the team to investigate. Not much is known abt this person bt we do knw the name is Agent Thrax Roja assigned frm the special medics unit...

Ozzy's eyes widened as he slammed the breaks on the car, slamming into the windscreen with a wince. "W-what?!" he called out, holding his head. No, this was bad! This was very bad! Biting his lip, he decided to head to the FPD, hoping the virus would be there.

*at the PD, the press was trying to get some interviews of the case frm the Chief n Thrax, who was standing beside him*

Ozzy parked up, staying in his car while the press was out there, frowning. What was Thrax up to? He gripped his wheel tightly with a frown. He had to figure it out.

Thrax: *answering the questions n caught sight of Oz scowling at him in the car n smirked inwardly before going bk to the interview*

Ozzy blinked in surprise when he was caught sight of, quickly looking away and huffing. Quickly adjusting himself to look different to get passed the press, he got out. going around and heading inside.

*the Chief finally dismissed the press and entered the office building, offering Thrax a drink, in which the virus accepted in a sort of gentleman manner, tht it totally contradicts his original chara*

Ozzy, once he had his appearance back to normal, headed over to the chief. "Ah, chief! I need to speak to you..." he began, glancing to Thrax before quickly looking away. "... Now."

Chief: *surprised to see Oz there, excused himself n followed Oz* Wht r u doing here, Jones? U knw ur on the suspect list. This is gonna raise voices

"Come, chief! You still don't think it was me? It's rediculous! But that's not why I'm here... that virus, it's him! That guy you're with... it's him!" he said in a urgent hushed voice so only he could hear.

Chief: Of course I dont think it's u. The autopsy confirmed tht it was a viral attack, which rules u out, bt they're still taking precautions *sees Oz's hushed voice n his gesture at Thrax* Him? Are u kidding me? He just got here today. We picked him up at the stomach just this morning.

Ozzy blinked in surprise. shaking his head. "Chief, it IS him. I swear to you! On my own life, I swear it's him. ... If Drips was here, he'd back me up on it, too..." he said, almost sounding saddened.

Chief: *hesitates a little before continuing* Look, I knw ur a little tripped up, bt this here is not who u think he is. We just picked him up frm the stomach wen we had the call frm the officials saying tht he was stranded with no one to fetch him. He was called in by the mayor abt a day before he died. He's like ur friend Chill the Flu-shot, although he's not for flu. He volunteered to assist on this case. He's on our side, Jones

"He is not my friend!" Ozzy suddenly shouted, hands clenched as his body shook. He just wanted someone to believe him, and the only person who ever came close was sent away, leaving him alone again.

Chief: Jones, this is not the time to be immature. The mayor is dead n we need to find the killer. Ur not a cop anymore n u r still in the list of suspects, so get ur act together. Stay out of this n let us handle this, OK? I've got work to do

Thrax: *appears* Is there a problem, officer?

Ozzy gritted his teeth. "I'm not being immature, Frank damn it! I'm trying to help! But you never accept it!" he called out blinking in surprise when Thrax appeared, gulping hard.

Chief: Nothing wrong. Just a little disgruntled ex-worker I need to handle, no worries. Agent Roja, meet Osmosis Jones, our ex-cop in the force, best in the business

Thrax: *smiled in such a gentleman way, totally diff frm his chara n held out his hand* Hello. Agent Thrax Roja, Black Death vaccine-shot, at ur service

Ozzy suddenly slapped the hand away and glared up at the taller male, shaking his head. "You may have all these fooled, but not me! I'll prove that all this is your fault, Thrax." the first time he ever said his name, and with such a malicious hiss before he turned and stormed off.

Thrax: *despite Chief apologizing to him, he was not the least bit offended. In fact, he smirked deviously as he watched Oz leave*

Ozzy growled as he slammed his car door shut, gripping the wheel tightly. He couldn't believe he had done this! Three days and he had ruined his whole life...

Thrax: *excused himself n went out of the PD, seeing Oz still in his car, he then approaches Oz's side n leaned against the door, tapping at the window with a smirk*

Ozzy jumped as he snapped out of his thoughts, scowling as he put down the window a little. "What the hell do you want? Leave me alone!" he snapped at him, glaring up at him.

Thrax: *speaking in his gentleman way* Tht wasn't much of a good start to a professional friendship, was it? I was hoping we'd be...well, partners or something, tho ur Chief is not authorized to hire u bk coz u were dumped by the late mayor...

Ozzy blinked in surprise before he scowled. "I wouldn't work with you to save my Frank damned life! I'm not falling for this act, so leave me alone!" he hissed, gripping the wheel tighter.

Thrax: I beg to differ, Jones. In fact, I think this is going to go reli well btwn us. Btw, baby *whispered in his usual malicious voice* How's ur back, n how's ur ass? *laughs*

Ozzy growled, his eyes narrowing more as his hand shot out,, punching the other hard in the face to knock him back before he slipped out of the window, tackling him to the ground.

Thrax: *was knocked bk by Oz's sudden punch to his face n fell to the ground as he was tackled. He still continued to laugh as he was being stared dwn by the angry face of the cell* Baby, baby, baby. U look so sexy wen ur upset

Ozzy growled darkly, grabbing him by the front of his shirt, punching him hard again. "I hate you! Shut up, just shut up!" he called out, punching him harder, his body shaking with anger.

Thrax: *laughs evn though he gets pummeled, then saw frm the corner of his eye some guys frm PD n the Chief coming up, then had his arms covering his face to keep up appearance*

Chief: Hey, hey, hey!! Wht the Frank are u doing, Jones?! *ordered his men to pull Oz away frm Thrax*

Ozzy blinked in surprise, panting softly as he was pulled off of Thrax, his eyes narrowing in annoyance. "He started it!" he called out, struggling around.

Chief: * helps Thrax* I am so so sorry. I dont knw wht got into him

Thrax: No worries, Chief. I understand. *chuckles as he put on his facade* It's not easy being laid off, I presume. No offence taken

Ozzy's hands tightened into fists as he stuggled more, growling. "Frank damn it, stop it! Stop with the act!" he called out, it hurt his head too much. "Chief, you've got to believe me!"

Chief: Pls, pls, go bk inside so tht we can review some of the cases and u, Jones *turns to him* Cool it! Go home n do whtever u want, bt dont come bk here, ever! Unless I tell u so, got it? *gestured the men to let him go before he left along with Thrax without looking bk at him*

Ozzy slowly sank to his knees, his eyes wide as he watched the men head back into the building. He shook, gripping at the ground as he squeezed his eyes shut. He refused to cry... he wouldn't! He couldn't...

Thrax: *steals a look at the forlorn form of Ozzie frm the window n smirked to himself, before getting dwn to business with the Chief*

Ozzy Slowly got to his feet and climbed into his car, slowly heading home, feeling like all the energy had been drained from him.

*at home, there was a bouquet of flowers n a box of chocolate at his doorsteps*

Ozzy blinked as he walked to his door, looking confused as he picked up the items and headed inside his apartment. "Who...?" he mumbled, looking them over.

*there was no name or card tht came with it*

Ozzy frowned a little before sighing, putting the flowers in some water and sticking the vase on the coffee table before sitting down, opening up the chocolates. Looking them over before starting to eat them, not really caring.

*the chocolates were fine, one of each a different filling, so there was no foul play in it*

Ozzy felt a little happier has he ate the chocolates, they tasted nice. Licking his fingers, he looked to the flowers before leaning close and sniffing curiously. "Mm... they actually smell nice..." he mumbled, eating more of the chocolate."

*Ozzie's cell phone rang, the ringer ID indicates Leah calling*

Ozzy blinked, slowly pulling out his phone and answering. "Hey Leah... what's up?" he asked, leaning back and eating the chocolates once again.

Leah: Hey, Jones. Just calling to say how ur doing...so...how're u doing?

Ozzy blinked and sighed. "... I'm fine, Leah. Oh, hey... did you leave something at my door?" he asked, frowning a little to himself.

Leah: *sounded genuinely surprised* Me? No. I nvr went to ur plc. Why?

Ozzy blinked in surprise and looked down at the chocolates, slowly pushing them away as he swallowed. "Ehe, no reason... just wondering." he said.

Leah: Well, anyway, we bumped into each other at the crime scene the other day. Wht were u doing there, Jones? Surely not wht I hope u are being accused of

Ozzy blinked in surprise and frowned some, shaking his head. "Of course not! I heard about it and wanted to check it out for myself... And I know who's done it... but no one will believe me..."

Leah: It's tht famous virus of yours, I presume *it was just a lucky guess on her part*

Ozzy nodded. "It is! And he's now working for the PD! But... the chief doesn't believe me!" he said, sounding desperate

Leah: U mean Agent Thrax Roja, the Black Death vaccine-shot. Jones, he just got here. I picked him up myself by request of the Chief. I evn had someone carried his bags n all n his ID checked out. Ur talking abt the wrong virus here, Jones.

Ozzy felt his heart sink in his chest. The last cell he had... and she didn't believe him either. He dropped the phone and got to his feet, moving over to his bedroom and climbing under the covers. He couldn't take this, he couldn't take anyone not believing him.

Leah: Hello? Hello? *there was no one replying her on the other line. Worriedly, she tried calling the house line, bt the answering machine was taking it* Jones? Jones. Osmosis Jones, I knw ur there. Pick up the phone. *a short pause* Look, I knw ur disappointed bt u have to face the facts. U've got the wrong guy *sighs* ...Look, maybe ur a little confused. Probably a bit of a party would cheer u up. Colonic is having a bit of a welcoming party for Agent Roja, bt will be held at Agent Roja's home. I'd like it if u come. Maybe as a date, whtever u call it...U'll come right? Well...bye... *hangs up*

Ozzy just pulled his blankets over his head. He didn't want to go anywhere near that guy. But a date... she said a date. Was he getting somewhere with her? Though, she'd hurt him deep, not even believing him. Groaning, he curled up, closing his eyes and trying to get to sleep.

Thrax: *just got done with his stuff n saying his goodbyes to the PD staff. They were totally charmed by the suavity n gentlemen nature of Thrax, both men n women alike. Evn those who were apprehensive because of his viral look soon forgot abt it once he give them a charismatic smile. Refusing a ride frm the Chief, he went to somewhere no one would see him n glided to his usual vantage point, watching Oz as usual*

Ozzy was hidden under the blankets, sleeping not so peacefully as he tossed and turned, dreams filled with nightmares. He began to sweat a little, groaning softly.

Thrax: *noticed Oz tossing n turning n assumed he was having a bad dream. Oz seemed to be caught in his sleep, so he decided it would be a good idea to come close to him. He entered silently via the window n walked without a sound into Oz's bedroom*

Ozzy groaned softly, shaking his head. "Nnn... no..." he groaned out from his sleep, gripping onto his blankets as he squirmed around, his head turning to face the other, showing his cheeks were flushed.

Thrax: *sat gently beside him on the bed, watching him quietly as the cell continued to have his night terrors. Frm his face, he could tell tht he was probably dreaming abt the BDSM nights they had. Carefully, he reached out a claw n gently stroke his hair, calming him dwn*

Ozzy whimpered lightly in his dream, his dream filled with humiliation of the people he held close finding out about what the virus had been doing to him, being publicly humiliated by the virus. "N-no..." he whispered, teasing a little in his sleep as he was touched, but slowly started to calm down.

Thrax: * carefully reaches ovr to carry Oz n held him close to his chest, continuing to stroke his back n comb his claws thru his hair, singing something soothing in Spanish*

Ozzy ended up calming down and unconsciously buried himself further into the virus' torso, trembling a little still, tears budded in the corner of his eyes, but he had refused to let them fall.

Thrax: *sees the tears n wiped them away with the flat side of his claw, n rocks him gently to n fro, his singing slowing dwn to a hum*

Ozzy sniffled in his sleep, lightly clinging onto the larger male, eventually calming into hsi sleep, curling up more.

Thrax: *As soon as he calmed dwn some, he lay him bk on the bed n planted a kiss on his cheek while continue to stroke his hair, whispering* U r so beautiful. U have no idea... I will make u mine, no matter wht it takes *plants another kiss again before he left via the window n glided out*

Ozzy curled back under his blanket when he was laid down, groaning softly, his eyes tightening a little as he gripped the pillows lightly, sighing softly.