Sweet Treats

Aksel, by some miracle, managed to kick the door open without having to drop his heavy load and fumbled in the dark over to the Director's chair. Placing the groggy man onto its soft leather cushions, he pulled away and immediately began rummaging through the many drawers of the desk in search of some type of sweet.

The groan of 'chocolate' from the seemingly unconscious man grated on Aksel's nerves and when he finally managed to locate a small half eaten bar of Hershey's he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Here" he huffed while turning to the man and extending his candy bar holding hand out towards Nigel, "I hope you know, you act like a fucking three year old with a sugar issue."

Nigel lifted his heavy lids and peered at the chocolate before him. Without regard to the hand holing it he leaned himself forward and engulfed the chocolate, hand and all, and chomped down in it. He didn't stop moving forward either. He just kept going until his face hit the desk, dragging the boy with him.

Aksel wasn't sure what to do, so he let his body react for him, and socked the Director right in between his eyes, breaking the man's glasses.

The boy started kicking and throwing punches left and right in an attempt to get the crazed lunatic off of him but Nigel proved far too heavy and strong to move. Aksel felt the beings of panic set in as he somehow managed to get his hand out of the older man's mouth without losing any of his digits.

"GET THE FUCK OF ME YOU NO GOOD PIECE OF SHIT!" And with a final punch to the director's ribs, managed to knock the older man off and away from him. The punch didn't hurt Nigel but it was backed by enough momentum to knock him off the smaller boy.

As soon as Aksel felt the older man's weight lift off him he rolled away and jumped to his feet, immediately flying into a fighting stance. He suddenly didn't like where this might be going.

As the chocolate melted in his mouth, Nigel noticed that some of it wasn't edible and simply licked the chocolate off the inedible parts. Nigel didn't really notice what was going on around him at all and just knew that he meet with something rather hard before taking a five minute break from the world. Once he woke up he was laying on the floor and looked up to see Aksel standing there. Nigel squinted at the boy's brightly colored hair and reached up to his head, "Unh. What's going on? Where am I? Wait. Why am I in my office? I should be lying in the mud outside."

Aksel kept to his defensive stance and held his ground eyeing the Director from afar.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He asked, "You some freak or something?"

As Nigel reached up to his head Aksel tensed, ready to go all out if the man tried anything.

"What's all this about? Why were you outside, passed out like you were? And why did you act... so weird?" Aksel demanded answers to his questions. He had almost lost his hand! He felt he was entitled to some knowledge of the goings on.

And deep in his heart he felt like something was serious wrong.

Nigel slowly got up and placed himself in his chair. "A freak?" Nigel gave a snort. "Yeah, you could say that." Nigel, now over his head ache, smiled at the boy in front of him ready for a fight. "You were right to be on your guard then but, I'm in control now. You can relax. Have a seat." Nigel gestured to one of the chairs in front of himself. "If you'll excuse me for a moment, I'm going to put on some clothes." Nigel walked out of the room for a few minutes to change. He came back in and sat at his desk once more. He turned to the phone that was sitting on his desk and pressed a button on it, "Could you send up a glass of chocolate milk and chocolate chip cookies, please?" He turned to the boy, "Would you like anything?"

Aksel didn't move and he shook his head no at both the Director's signal to sit down and his offer of food.

Something was wrong here and he wasn't going to let himself be caught off guard again. He would get some answers and he would get them now.

"What's going on here, Uno? You have me being followed by all your little cronies and by that brat Yagami, and I suddenly find you half naked and half dead on the edge of the grounds? What the fuck kind of school are you running?!" Aksel did not want to beat around the bush anymore. He was done playing nice.

"Oh!? So, you didn't notice the hole in the fence then? That's good. The less you know right now, the better." A bookshelf slid to the side to reveal a woman in a maid's outfit with a tray laden with milk and cookies. "Thank you." he said as she placed them on his desk. She returned to the passage way and the books slid back into place behind her. "You say my cronies have been following you? How are they dressed?" Nigel asked curious because he hadn't sent his cronies to follow him. Only Kira.

"Black from head to toe." Aksel told him coldly, he didn't like not knowing things.

"I gave you an answer now give me one. What the hell's going on?" This was testing his patience and taxing his nerves. Aksel knew he was in an unfavorable position but he couldn't bring himself to back away. There was far more at stake here than what Nigel thought, and if Rexel and Rina were going to face more drama here, maybe it would be best if they all went home and just faced the police head on.

Nigel sighed. "Just as I thought. Those aren't my men." Nigel cast his look down at his desk as he thought about what this meant. "If you wouldn't mind, could you please stay on the grounds from now on? It would be safer. Also, please stay away from any new boys you might see." Nigel was considering his safety but, he doubted he would listen.

"You're avoiding my questions, Uno. And if you don't tell me what the fuck is happening I'll leave and take Rexel and Rina with me!" He snapped finally losing the last of his patience, "And DON'T think I'll keep quiet about this shit either! I'll see to it that this entire SCHOOL is SHUT DOWN!"

"I WANT ANSWERS, UNO!" Aksel slammed his hands onto the desk causing it to crack slightly and knocked over some of the knickknacks, "And I want them NOW..."

Nigel sipped at his chocolate milk as Aksel slammed his hands down on his desk. Unphased, Nigel placed the glass down again. He avoided eye contact as he spoke, "You wouldn't believe me if I explained it to you anyway." Nigel was calm and spoke softly, staring off into space. It was clear his mind was not in the conversation at hand.

"Fuck this then." And Aksel shoved at the desk once more almost flipping it over as he headed to the door.

"Say goodbye to Rex, 'cuz she's leaving with me TONIGHT." He threw out, almost like it was an insult, knowing that Nigel would be hurt by his words.

Aksel Von Rozen wasn't an idiot. He knew all about Rexel's feelings and Rina's crush. He knew everything when it came to stuff that concerned the two and he wasn't going to let some fucked up freak show with severe issues hold their futures in his hand.