Hi. Found a random picture of Hades. Just imagine the blue eyes though.

And for the people who asked, I finally figured out what to do with Jen's story.

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Jet was indeed waiting for Alexander when he got back to his room. He smirked as he stood looking at him with his arms crossed.

"Alexander?" Jet asked. He loved the name falling from his lips. "You just froze right there."

Alexander didn't trust himself to speak. Jet should be mad at him.

He walked to Jet and ran his hands up his arms then to his cheek. "I'm sorry Jet," he said.

Jet licked his lower lip and nodded. "It's okay," he said.

"What?"

"It's why I wanted to see you. I want to talk," said Jet.

Jet moved away and sat on the bed then patted the space next to him for Alexander to sit. He followed.

"I saw you when you arrived. The first day you came here, you looked so down and I have to admit, I fucking hate that," said Jet.

Alexander watched him lean back on the bed. Tattoos running all the way from his knuckles and disappearing into his shirt.

Jet turned to him again. Just how deep in love could someone get?

"But that's when I got it," Jet continued. "Whatever that was, whatever it is going on with you, I want you to know that I understand. You don't have to feel guilty about anything, take all the time you need."

Alexander didn't know what to say. Everything Jet was saying sounded unbelievable.

Jet motioned with his fingers for him to come closer. "Come here," he said.

Alexander relaxed in Jet's arms, he closed his eyes and just felt the man he loved hold him.

They stayed like that for a long while, before Jet got up to go. Alexander didn't like the loss of body contact but there was nothing he could do about it.

He watched the man walk away from him.

"Jet?" He called.

Jet stopped by the door and looked back at him, arching his eyebrow in question.

"I love you," said Alexander.

He saw the emotion flicker in Jet's face before he hid it.

"It's not Jet to you, you dumbass," he replied before getting out.

Alexander knew what that meant. It meant he loved him too.

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The table was laid out with all kinds of food and delicacies but Alexander was in no mood for a feast.

There was absolutely nothing he was celebrating. All he could think about were the people sharing the table with him.

His plate was empty, so were theirs. No one seemed to realize that fact.

Just like Rosetta had said, he did have a spa day. But instead of feeling good the entire time, it was just tense.

He'd only seen Riley and Jet up until that time. He was dying to see them all, so there was no way he could rest easy. 

He thought that maybe when the time came for them to eat together, he'd finally find some peace but weirdly, it was all the worse.

If he were one of them, he wouldn't be thrilled to see him either.

Alexander suddenly got up, everything remained untouched before him as he pushed his chair back and straightened himself.

No doubt all the eyes turned to him.

He walked away from the table, not saying a word. It wasn't because of his feelings, he was just trying to be considerate. Everything was his fault after all.

Alexander made his way back to his room. The least he could do was let them eat in peace.

He slid his door shut behind him and dropped himself on the ready made bed.

Hades barked and jumped onto his bed. How had he not seen him follow him. Or was he already there before he got in?

The puppy nudged his cheek and licked his face.

"Hades! I thought you hated me," said Alexander. He laughed at the little dog's excitement.

After playing with him for a while, Hades lay down next to him, watching him.

Alexander stroked the dog's fur absentmindedly as he looked up at the ceiling.

He was genuinely happy. There was a lot of misunderstanding, everyone was angry but they weren't trying to get away from him. They wanted to stay. They fucking wanted to talk.

He smiled a little thinking about how deeply he'd fallen. Hades wagged his tail and raised his head then inched closer and lowered it again.

Alexander didn't understand Hades' sudden clingy behavior. This was the same puppy that always seemed to be pissed at the fact that he was in the room.

"Are you starting love me?" He asked the dog. Hades attempted to climb on his stomach. "I guess it's mutual then. Who's a good boy?" He barked and wildly wagged his tail as Alexander scratched behind his ears.

In the next minute, his door slid open and Zel walked in. He carried a tray full of what looked like fruit and dessert.

Hades rushed to his side and ran at least three times around his ankles.

"Aw look at my favorite puppy in the world!" His princess said and he felt fuzzy inside just looking at him.

Zel set the tray on the bed and crouched to play with Hades for a little while.

Alexander couldn't take his eyes off him. Not even if he tried.

"Don't worry I got you a treat too," said Zel. He fed him bit by bit till they ran out.

Alexander was sure he'd baked the biscuits himself. It was just so him.

He didn't realize anyone had moved until Hades was pushing his way under his hand, asking for attention. Alexander gave it to him.

"I brought you these," said Zel, nodding towards the tray.

He'd been so distracted looking at Zel before that he'd just glanced once and assumed what was on the tray.

Now that he actually looked, there was a variety of fruit and baked desserts. It looked amazing. Zel looked much better.

"Did you just think we'd let you leave like that? I hope you like what I picked out for you. Or you just have to, you have no choice," said Zel.

The Master laughed at the stressed out look on Zel's face. "You're worried about me?"

Zel turned his head and crossed his arms. "I'm merely concerned," he said.

"You're overly cute," said Alexander. "Especially when you're pouting. Or trying to lie."

Zel gasped. "I'm not lying." He got defensive.

"Anything you say," said Alexander. He then turned serious. "I'm sorry for hurting you princess."

"Don't call me that," said Zel. Alexander heard more lies in his voice. "You still have a lot of explaining to do."

"I know," replied Alexander.

He owed him that. So he'd do as Zel asked and he wouldn't call him anything else, not until he wanted it again.

With every passing minute, he felt like he was changing. Everything got clearer in his head the more he thought things over. It was almost safe to say he wasn't lost anymore.

"Good," said Zel, clearly in conflict. His cheeks were reddening slowly as he tried to avoid all eye contact with him.

Alexander couldn't control his next words. "I shouldn't be saying this... but I want you so bad right now."

Zel groaned. It was so cute his heart squeezed.

"Stop it!" He whined.

"Stop what?" Alexander's lips twitched upwards. He let Hades go and stood up.

"I don't know... talking?"

"You want me to stop talking? Are you sure?" Asked Alexander.

He suddenly pulled his shirt off without thinking, then his fingers went to loosen the strings of his pants.

If Zels cheeks were redenning before, his entire face was now a tomato. "Wh-what do you think you're doing?!" He asked trying to get the right words out.

Alexander stopped. It was just habit, something he got so used to doing at the mansion. He realized it looked exactly like he was trying to trap Zel.

"I was just changing first," he said honestly.

"Pfft. Changing...right," Zel replied. He was so proud of him for the resolve he was showing.

Alexander tied the strings of his pants back again. He used the back of his thumb to scratch his brow, then finally looked at Zel and straightened, his hands going to rest on his hip. "Alright I'll do that later."

"No, it's fine," Zel was quick to say. "I'm going to just go. The others must be done with dinner by now."

"I understand," said Alexander.

Zel took a few steps to the door and paused. "Why are you suddenly being like that?" He asked Alexander.

"Like what?"

"Like... I don't know."

"Mm, maybe I'm just starting to realize so many things. I want you here but I have to let you go. And I can't stop thinking about the fact that you're so beautiful. Or the fact that I'm so in love with you."

Seeing Zel flustered was so satisfying, he looked lovelier by the second, but he meant every word he was saying.

"Then why don't you stop me?" He heard Zel ask, much to his surprise.

"You'd like that?"

"Maybe," replied Zel. It made him smile.

Alexander was behind him in the next few seconds. His hand held the door higher before Zel could step out, preventing him from going any further.

"Zel," he said feeling nervous as hell. His heart was hammering in his chest as leaned closer to the mess of blonde hair. He felt the urge to pull off the hair band holding it together, but he didn't.

"Would you please stay and devour a tray of fruit with me?" Alexander asked.

"That depends," Zel said confidently. He turned around, but he was not expecting to see Alexander so close, it reduced him to a stuttering mess. "W-will you... will you f-feed me some of them?"

The cutest.

Alexander couldn't help but smile. "I'll feed you anything you want."

Zel shrugged and kept his gaze fixed on Alexander's naked shoulder. "Okay... I guess," he replied.

Alexander smiled and took his hand in his, then led him to the bed and placed the tray of food in between them.

He picked up a cookie and held it up to Zel's mouth, but he shook his head. "No, you try it first," he told him.

Alexander took a bite and was reminded of Zel's talented hands. "You made this didn't you?"

Zel suddenly looked shy. He nodded. "You can tell?"

"Of course I can. It's amazing," Alexander shrugged. He looked at Zel, and there was that smile he'd been hoping to see.

They fell into a steady routine to finish the food with both of them handing out a few to Hades every now and then.

"You know, my first boyfriend–"

Zel stopped because he saw Alexander go rigid after hearing his words.

"Relax it's just a story. But if you want, I'll tell you about something else instead," said Zel.

"No, no go on. I was just..." Alexander trailed off and shrugged.

He was just jealous. And all it took was the mention of a past lover.

"Okay. So my boyfriend made sure he ate fruits in the house all the time so that my dad would like him. I don't know why but his opinion of people always changes when he sees them eating something he thinks is healthy. It's weird isn't it?" Zel asked.

"You like greasy food, pizza and soda to be accurate," said Alexander. "What about you?"

Zel shrugged. "I'm his son duhh, he has no choice but to love me."

Alexander tried not to wince.

Zel thankfully didn't notice. He giggled then swallowed. "I don't know why it was always so funny! He'd eat with this stupid smirk on his face while dad scowled the entire time."

Alexander extended more food to Zel's mouth and he took it in his mouth and chewed. "Why did you break up?" The Master asked.

Zel shrugged. "Compared to what I feel here now, it's almost like I felt nothing for him. Maybe I realized since back then that the feelings just weren't strong enough, so we talked it out and broke up. He then said he didn't want to let me go so we're just friends now."

"Didn't want to let you go?" Alexander asked, his tone getting a little aggressive.

"We're just friends. It's not what you think. And just so you know, he doesn't have a disrespectful bone in his body, it's one of the things that drew me to him."

Zel cleaned a few cookie crumbs from Alexander's mouth. "Besides, if he ever tried anything my dad would break him in half." Zel made a chopping motion with his hand.

Alexander loved the sound of that. So he decided it was safe to let it go.

"My dad never liked him, or at least pretended to have a giant dislike for him. Then again he hates any male who gets close to me. But I think he'll love you."

"You think? Why?"

"I don't know, I just think so," said Zel.

He wouldn't deny it, it felt good to hear that. He wasn't the type to care about what people thought of him and yet here he was, secretly hoping for the approval of Zel's dad.

The sound of a helicopter suddenly caught Alexander's attention. Hades cocked his head up too next to him.

It was odd but he decided to pay it no mind. It could be Tadashi, but then again, what could be so urgent?

"What is it?" Asked Zel.

Alexander shook his head. "It's nothing," he said. "You were telling me about your–"

There was another helicopter sound, it kept on getting further away.

Alexander got up from the bed instantly. "That's just strange," he said.

He heard another helicopter sound for the third time. Before he could do anything, Riley got in.

"Please tell me Pierre is here. Is he?" He asked.

Alexander's blood ran cold as the realization hit him.

Mason filed into the room. "I couldn't get to him in time," he said with tears in his eyes.

He seemed lost as he found his way to Alexander, wrapping his hands around him. He held him tight and tried to calm him down.

"Some men just came out of no where and took Pierre!"  The tears spilled out of Mason's eyes. "They took him."

Jet was there looking at them. Anger, pain and confusion etched all over his face.

Alexander was going to murder someone.

"I'll get him back, I promise you," he said to Mason and kissed his temple.

His mind was already calculating everything he was going to do.

Everything was happening at once but he needed to keep a cool head right now, even if it drove him crazy.

Rosetta first. She was going to have to agree this time. He'd first make contact with his pilots then drive to buy time.

Before he could break contact with Mason, something else caught all their attention.

The door suddenly slid open and Tadashi stood right there, looking a little shaken up.

"I couldn't get here in time," he said, his eyes set and locked onto Alexander. "But we're ready to go."