In The Theatre

[Jake Aaron Knight]

Jake stood on the empty stage, facing all the forsaken chairs in which the audience would sit during shows. An abandoned theatre was a place of such sorrow, yet great peace. Jake always found it somewhat sad how empty the theatre could be at times, but he was also glad for it. He loved to come here and think. It inspired him, as well as gave him time alone to sort out his thoughts.

As of right now he was thinking about how no play had been held on this stage for three years running, and how he was going to break that horrible streak and get a play or musical up and running in this very theatre.

The main problem was the lack of drama students. And the ones that were in drama were always to busy making out with each other than put on a play. He sat down a bit glumly, and then sprawled out completely on the stage. This was so calm, so relaxing, in a way. He was most comfortable here, on stage. This was where he was born to be.

[Clemens Felix Stanwood]

OK, someone had decided to destroy the streak of no plays or musicals in the school's teathre. And so, those in the writing class were going to be sorted to see who would get to write the play! And, of course, as it always ends up happening, Clemens had to be the one who would write the next play.

It was a play, since Clemens knew absolutely nothing of musicals and wasn't going to make one. No way. Never. So, what should his play be about? Something in the past? Present? Future? Love? Betrayal? Death?

Oh god, this was very, very hard. What better way to get ideas than going to the theatre itself? Entering the abandoned ... what could you call it, room? Anyway, the first thing he saw was someone sprawled across the scenario. Oh, great. Someone was going to bother him and wouldn't let him write anything.

Not that he had any ideas to begin with. Mr. Stanwood got nearer to the stage to find Jake, who hadn't seen him, yet. "Are you suffering from loneliness, or are you enjoying the solitude?"

[Jake Aaron Knight]

Jake looked up at Clemens and grinned. "Well I was enjoying the alone time, but you're more than welcome to stay. You know that you couldn't ruin anything for me." He continued to lay down, looking up at Clemens, waiting for him to either sit or lay down.

"So... what brought you here in the first place?" Jake asked. "You're not an actor, so what called you here, if I can use such a term?"

[Clemens Felix Stanwood]

Clemens smiled at Jake as he sat down. "Glad to see that my presence is well liked here." Yes, well, it was true. Clemens was often ignored or looked at as if he were some kind of human-bug.

"See, life works strangely. Somebody wants to make a musical or a play, but he doesn't want to use anything that already exists. So we of the writing class had to put a piece of paper with our names on the teacher's hat... and the one who got draw, would write the next play or musical." Clemens stopped a bit to get air here, looking up at the ceiling of the theatre. Which, interestingly, was filled with spider webs.

"And of course, my name got drawn, so, here I am, trying to think up of something for the play. I know nothing of music, so I'm not even going to try and make a musical."

[Jake Aaron Knight]

"You should at least try. Musicals are a lot of fun, you know. And it's basically exactly like a play, but with songs interjected to show emotion. If you wanted you could even use songs that have already been created. It'd be a lot of fun."

He sat up, and put his hand on Clemens' lap. This was a bold gesture for him, for though the night they decided to try this out had been a bit wild, with kissing and all that, they had decided to take it very slow from now on. Which meant they had been limited to things like hugs, or simply pats on the back. The most 'together' thing they had done since that night had been to hold hands, and that was only for a few brief moments before they each pulled away.

[Clemens Felix Stanwood]

Clemens frowned when Jake told him that musicals just were plays with songs put in them. "But, the musicals main body is made of the songs, no?"

Clemens was suprised when Jake put his hand on Clemens' lap. Since both of them were pretty much new to the world of being open when they were in a relationship like theirs, the biggest PDA they had commited was holding hands.

"My, my, my. Look who's the one making bold movements now." Clemens muttered while he smirked.

[Jake Aaron Knight]

"The main body is songs if you want it to be. And all you need to do for those songs is interject songs that have already been written, so long as they apply to what's going on in the musical. Get it?"

Jake grinned at Clemens' comment. "I know, I know. But I figured, why not? We're here all alone, and if we really are 'together,' we should try something like this. Right?"

[Clemens Felix Stanwood]

"It's so confusing. All of it. But I guess I'll manage to come up with something." said Clemens, taking a notebook and a pen from his backpack, and started writing.

'Your love got here
and in an istant it caught me
without asking, without a warning it got inside
my hurt heart that now feels it with every beat

I hear a voice telling me that
everything's gonna be alright
that I should never let it go.

I feel like I fly when you are here
I feel I touch the blue sky
It's all because of you.
I want to reach what I dreamed.
I wanna kiss what I hoped for...
There's nothing else to say, I've fallen in love with you.
Your love got here

And it made me strong during pain
Without asking for anything it healed me.
it got inside
my hurt heart that now feels it with every beat

I hear a voice telling me that
everything's gonna be alright
that I should never let it go.

I feel like I fly when you are here
I feel I touch the blue sky
It's all because of you.
I want to reach what I dreamed.
I wanna kiss what I hoped for...
There's nothing else to say,
I've fallen in love with you."

After spending all those minutes writing this... song, if you will, Clemens relaxed and put an arm around Jake. "Perhaps we should." he muttered, leaning forward and kissing the younger (but taller) boy on the cheek.

[Jake Aaron Knight]

Jake smiled happily, caught off guard with the kiss. "I like it. A little rough, maybe, but wonderful for a first timer. It's beautiful." He reached over and grabbed Clemens' hand. "Just like you."

He leaned in and kissed Clemens on the lips, but just barely. It was more of a brush than an actual kiss, just to see the response. This was the first time they had kissed since... that night. Jake now felt ready to escalate the relationship slightly.

He pulled back and waited to see how Clemens would respond to the lip-brush. He smiled slightly at Clemens. He was so cute, the way he looked, acted, and just held himself. Jake also liked how he was taller than him. That was nice.

[Clemens Felix Stanwood]

"Oh, you are so easily pleased. If a great composer, like Wagner, was here right now, he would have already shot me." muttered Clemens as he looked over the paper again. He giggled at the 'just like you comment.'

"You know you aren't exactly ugly either." the Californian muttered after the 'lip-brush', caressing Jake's hair, all the while leaning in for a full fledged kiss, pushing Jake down to the floor.

Cute? Cute? Ah well, he was doomed to be cute. Nobody would ever think he was handsome just... cute. But as long as such a definition came from Jake, Clemens was more than happy to hear it.

As for Jake, he was, in the eldest Stanwood's opinion, in that exact point between cute and handsome that just made you want to kiss him all night long.

[Jake Aaron Knight]

Jake returned the kiss. This was... well... it was wonderful. He had no idea exactly what Clemens thought of his looks, but he didn't really care either. As an actor, he often had to portray different looks, and he had learned not to place too much emphasis on looks alone. So long as Clemens liked him for him, Jake was happy.

He scooted a little closer to Clemens and put his arms around the shorter boy. "I'm so glad we decided to ride together that night. If not, this would have never been." He hugged Clemens tighter at that thought, as if he would just vanish into thin air. He felt a problem tugging at his pants, but paid it no heed.

[Clemens Felix Stanwood]

Yes, looks alone weren't everything, as 90% (or more) of earth's population seemed to think. As a writer and even as an actor (yes, Clemens only acted once in his school Beauty and the Beast musical as one of the waiters during the dinner scene), he knew how to keep a facade, so being your real self was really important for Clemens.

He smirked as he felt Jake's little problem. "Look who's back." he muttered into the younger boy's ear as he took Jake's shirt off, revealing a wife-beater.

[Jake Aaron Knight]

Jake raised his eyebrows as his shirt was removed by Clemens. So he was ready for that type of thing? Jake wasn't sure what he wanted yet, though. Maybe just the top for now. Jake stood up, pulling Clemens with him. He stood against him, pressing his 'problem' against Clemens' stomach.

Jake slid his hands under Clemens' shirt and slowly pulled it off. Underneath it, Clemens had on a plain white T-shirt. Jake smiled and pulled Clemens' mouth towards his. They kissed, and Jake whispered softly to Clemens, "You're beautiful."

[Clemens Felix Stanwood]

OK, perhaps they were going a little too fast... perhaps they should stop. So, they most definitely wouldn't get pregnant. But what if they got AIDS? Or Herpes? Or something like that? Clemens wasn't sure he was ready for that kind of... life.

Unlike most days, Clemens' own little problem activated rather quickly, pressing itself against Jake's thigh. He also smiled when his own shirt was removed and he removed Jake's wife beater, leaving bare skin out to face the world. He then pushed Jake so he would fall to the floor, but not to hard so he wouldn't get hurt, and he himself laid on top of Jake.

Clemens sighed as he kissed Jake, then laid on Jake's stomach, his head resting against Jake's chest. "You are gorgeous too, Jake..."

[Jake Aaron Knight]

Jake smiled and wrapped his arms around Clemens. "Thanks." His skin was cold against the hard stage floor, but he didn't care. He was with Clemens now, and that was all that mattered. He wanted to remove Clemens' undershirt, but he looked so comfortable that Jake didn't bother. He would get to it later.

He ran his fingers up Clemens' back, and into his hair, then back down as far as they would reach. That enabled him to get to right above Clemens' waistline, and no further. He began to slowly press on Clemens' lower back with his hands, trying to massage it.