Of Course You Would Pt 1

  "...It's not like we where trying to....but they just didn't seem to under stand that we just....can you believe that..."
  "Hmm? Oh um yes Miguel, yeah ok."
  "Tulio? Are you even listening? I mean if i'm talking to much-."
  "No no no, i'm listening just, keep uh keep going" the raven haired man twirled his hand along trying to distract the blond, and rev him back into his mind numbing rambling.  
  Miguel eyed him for a moment "Oh, well then, um-...like I was saying Altivo fell into a hole before we left we might want to get him out, I threw some grapes down there, but then I realized they weren't grapes but poison snakes,...what do you think?"
  "Yeah, exactly...completely agree with you" the other muttered again nodding, his blue eyes staring distantly out in front of him.
  "mmhhhmm that's what I thought, what are thinking about!?"
he smirked taking a few bouncing steps so that he was walking in-front of his 'partner' then turned to face him as they  walked down this small city road.
  "I'm not thinking about anything!  Just not listening to you!"He defended himself, straitening up and trying not to step on the other mans feet.  
  "Ohhh come on, tell me! Come on darling Leo- (tu-LIO)" he smiled gently poking at him.
  "Stop!" he snapped, waving his hand away "Don't..don't call me that!"
  "What? Leo!? I thought it was cute!"
  "No, don't cal me darling." He muttered, quieter.
  Miguel stopped suddenly, Tulio running right into him. Miguel felt his warmth, and that common rich sent , and the beginnings of a heart beat before the man quickly pulled away.
  "Why did you stop!" he growled, brushing sand off himself.
  "Why did you say to step calling you that?" the blond questioned slowly, squinting slightly, his head tilted to the side a bit.
  Tulio caught himself, and how abrupt tha must have seemed, "It's umm, just cause, this is such a religious city, don't want them getting any ideas now do we.."  he nodded, diverting his eyes slightly, Miguel could always tell if he was lying.
  Miguel thought for a moment, it seemed reasonable enough. And this was a very religious city, so many huge beautiful churches, Roman Catholics, Vatican's. "True" he said quietly, stepping back to Tulios side, though he was not happy hiding anything about them like this.
  
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  almost four weeks had passed sense the banning of their endearing words in this city. Miguel would would ,of course, still use them behind doors and in secret. But other things had happened in the days passed. Suttel though they where, he could still pick up on them. The looks of sadness, covered by weak or meaningless words of 'fine' 'ok' or 'good'. He noticed, the blue eyes looking out windows, or down distant streets.
  And not to mention, how often he would just...disappear. True, Tulio had always been one to take his alone time, but never as long as these. Some times not returning till the next day or late at night. He would be happier in he return, but it would slowly deteriorate, like comaner money and a kings greed, till he was in a worse mood then the time before.
  In these times the black haired man was unpredictable. He may sit quietly for hours, seeming in deep thought and claiming to 'just be tired', he may pace anxiously, saying he needed to do something be somewhere instead of just sitting around, and others he would go into angry fits. Which would lead to shouting and accusations, and end in someone storming off.
  But this... this was a new one.

  Miguel opened his eyes, Rolling over on the bed. Half hiding from the suns bright onslaught on his eyes of jade, and half searching for the body of the ma he loved. But it was not there. With out even looking up or moveing he was sure why he wasn't there.
  "Tulio..darling...did you get up already, or did you fall of the bed again?" He smiled and laughed quietly into the blueish cotton sheets.waiting for laughing or groans. But there was silence. Nothingness.  Not even the world out side the window seemed to be stiring.
  Pushing himself up he looked around "Tu..Tulio?" he called again, louder, but silence continued in on him. He got up grabbing them from their place by the bed. Once dressed he searched there small room of this inn they had been staying at for a little over a month now. His cloths here gone, and all that was left was a note. Short and simple.


                     Dear Miguel
                            
                        Left before you woke up.
                     Will be back.
           
                                       Tulio~

  "When?" was all Miguel whispered, before tucking the paper inside his shirt, and walking over to the window. Looking out at the streets, and it's inhabitants. Scurrying about on there quick trip to this Sundays church services.
  For a moment he was sure he was sad. Sad he was left behind so early, yet again, for reasons he was sure to never be told. But then he realized it wasn't sadness he was feeling. Not, it was frustration.
  They where partners! So why didn't Tulio act like it any more? He still called him partner, but, he left him behind, and out of knowledge of his emotions. why?


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  A few more days had passed. Tulio had returned the day after the letter. Again, happier then before, but not Miguel. He was suspicious. Hurt. Confused. Angry. And was hiding it all, and just watching his partner continue on with torturous game of his. And the other man would have been able to see this so easily. The hurt, the anger, in his partners eyes. But he didn't look deep enough to see it. Unlike usually he wasn't curious and protective of every though Miguel had.
  
  "Where are you going?" Miguel asked, leaning against the wall, arms folded tightly over his chest, trying to hide that anger bubbling below his skin.
  "No where in particular" he shrugged, button his shirt hurriedly, messing up a few times, cursing and fixing it.
  Miguel nodded. He wasn't going to push. He wouldn't get anything from this man. Not that way at least.