-ON HOLD-His Dark Side ~side ImmortalAnex~

Chapter One

Story by HyperKittyJKat. Re-Written and Edited with permission from Hyper by SinfulWordMaster.

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Currently, Kevin and Aleks were now talking to their friend, Michael, over Skype.

"Yeah, dude, sorry about that. The flight got canceled last minute. I have to get it rescheduled as soon as I can. But the soonest I could get was next month, thanks to the weather," Michael explains to the Russian once he asked him when he was coming in.

Kevin whined, "Awe, really? I was excited about meeting an Australian on Friday!" He couldn't help but to tease his friend a bit.

"Sorry, dude. Hopefully next month," Michael says, laughing at the reaction from the other; before any other words were spoken amongst the friends, the telephone broke the moment.

"I'll get it! " Kevin semi screamed even though Aleks was right next to him. He got up as he ran into the kitchen where the phone was located. He picked it up off the receiver, seeing the unknown number before shrugging. He really didn't seem to care who it was. "Hello?"

"Hello? Yes, Mr. McFarelane?" The voice of his doctor rang through the speaker of the telephone, the voice in itself made Kevin's shoulders slump back slightly.

"Uhm, yeah. Hey, Dr. Stonewall. What's going on?"

"Have you seen the news recently?

"Yeah.." He sighs, yet continues. "I was really hoping that you wouldn't call about that.."

"You do know that it wasn't you, right Kevin?"

"Yeah, but how can I be sure about this? It was during the night and I have no idea what I could do," Kevin speaks in a hushed tone, hearing he Russian coming down the stair steps.

"You can be certain because Aleksandr was with you last night. Well, at least I could hope that he was."

"He was, we live together you know."

"Yes," Dr. Stonewall couldn't help but to let a small chuckle out. "I know. I was just making sure is all."

"Who are you talking to?" Aleks walked into the kitchen, asking the question to his boyfriend as he moved over to the pantry.

"It's Stonewall," Kevin replied to Aleks, pulling the phone away from his mouth and covering it with a hand. He removed his hand and put the receiver back to his ear. "Why wouldn't he be here, though?"

"You never know, Mr. McFarelane. Anyway, I would like to schedule you for another appointment tomorrow. Is that alright with you?" Dr. Stonewall questioned the other, the sound of a pen clicking was faintly heard as he sat back in his office chair.

"Uhm, yeah, that's fine. What time?" Once Kevin asked the question, he looked over towards the other; Aleks was peering over at him curiously, nibbling on a pop-tart.

"Is 12:00 P.M. a good time for you?

"Eh.. What other times do you have open?" Kevin asked curiously.

"I'm free for all patients tomorrow, but I thought I'd get you in a bit earlier; any time is good for me, thought." Dr. Stonewall now sat up straight in his chair, bringing his pen he's been clicking down on the notebook paper, writing Kevin's full name on the top of the sheet.

"Oh. Well then, yeah, sure. Noon's fine with me."

"Alright, twelve O'clock it is, then," Dr. Stonewall wrote down the time and date for the scheduled appointment, perfect cursive lettering falling together to perfection.