He knew that Vincents sister cared for him deeply, but he wasn't sure how far she would actually go when it came to her younger brother dating someone. When he had first met her, she was very nice to him...but that was when they were just friends and just meeting...now things were different and when the situation was different it was usually handled differently.

He heard Vincents explanation, it didn''t really calm the others worries down though and he just looked at Vincent with a worried expression. He smiled though, hearing the last part. Don't worry.....I am not going to be scared of.....I really do like you....I have never really met anyone that I had been interested in... He admitted.

He couldn't help but to lean forward now, his lips lightly brushing against Vincent's cheek. He didn't think that just going right out kissing out would be the greatest of ideas at the moment and would rather have Vincent make the first move.

Vincent couldnt help his worried expression at seeing how his words didn't seem to settle the other. He couldn't help to start going red in the face once more at Hunter's words. This wolf seemed to know how to sweet talk for not having really been attracted to anyone before. He was going to 'say' something but his mind seemed to freeze as the other had leaned in and just barely let his lips brush against the witch's brightly blushing cheek. He could hear the chatter about them suddenly pick up, this making Vincent lock up some.
"th-thank you... I-I really like you too...."
His mind was for the most part distracted before he gave a gargled squeak at his phone going off. He fumbled to grab it to see that Dahlia had texted him back. He opened it with a nervous expression before looking to brighten up some. She had requested on who it was that had asked and as he explained that it was the boy that had visited the shop the other day, he couldn't help to bite his nails waiting for a response. His sister seemed to reply faster now as she requested to at least talk a little bit with the wolf before just letting Vincent go off on their date. He was rather shocked that his sister was actually even considering letting him go on the date as he did his best to stop from bouncing in his chair.
"The only thing Dahlia wants is to talk with you before we go. From the sounds of it she actually seems happy that someone asked me on a date."
the thought of dating was still an odd concept to him still, so using the word just felt strange.

He wasn't trying to sweet talk Vincent, he was just being honest with the other...and guess that what he felt and had to say just came out sweet. People were looking at their table, running their mouths like crazy and coming up with all sort of gossip. Course none of them dared to come near the table, not with Hunter there since it seem he would bite anyone's head off if they came near the witch.

He smiled from Vincents words and continued to hold his hand in his, lightly rubbing the back of his hand with his thumb. Vincent's phone went off, making him jump as well and he bite his lip. From Vincent's expression, whatever Dahlia had typed seem a good thing. He nodded and said. Okay.....I am fine with that. He replied with a smile.

Vincent's bright and sunny grin couldn't help to come back to his face at the news. Hearing that even Hunter was okay with meeting his sister's demand just made him smile brighter. He put his phone away as he did seem to bounce a little bit now in his seat, almost seeming to be rather hyper.
"I'm sorta excited about this. I just never thought something like this would happen!"
The witch more than likely seemed off his rocker as no one at school had ever seen him smile before, his treatment from other students either leaving his expression blank or sad, but never hyperactive happy as he was in that moment. He was very much glad that he had met the wolf now, mildly thanking his sister for having left him in charge of the store that saturday.

It was cute to watch Vincent get so happy over this. He just smiled and chuckled some. Well I figured that it was bound to happen sooner or later... He said, happy to watch Vincent almost bounce in his chair with excitement.

So, what time should I come and pick you up? He asked curiously, course Vincent still had to pick a movie and a time for the movie.

Vincent just couldn't seem to stay still now. He had too many thoughts and idea rushing through his head, but they stopped when Hunter said it was something that was meant to happen. He placed his hands on the table trying to keep still as he focused his thoughts.
"Well I used to think that too when I was younger but I lost my legs a year ago so it sorta crushed my chances for a long time..."
He had dealt rather well with being wheelchair bound but couldn't help to get a mild feeling of depression mentioning it himself. He was able to shake it off though at being asked a question on time.
"I'm not exactly sure...I need to look up movies but more than likely 5 would be good.

He felt alittle sad that Vincent had given up on the hopes of finding someone just by loosing his legs. Well those thoughts weren't right because I want to be with you... He said with a smile now and kissed Vincents curly hair. The whole cafeteria now fixated their eyes on the odd pair, but he paid them no mind.

He nodded at the time and looked up to hear the bell ring, signaling that lunch was over with. He stood up now. Well, time to go to our next class...where is your next class? He asked curiously.

Vincent looked up seeming to get embarrassed at the other saying his thoughts on giving up on relationships due to his legs were wrong more or less. HIs cheeks turned a cherry color at hearing the wolf say he wanted to be with the witch along with the kiss his hair. it seemed in that moment that he had noticed that a good bit of the lunch room was watching them, still somehow managing to carry on conversations of a different subject. He started to grab all of his belongings and placing them in their proper place as a means to distract himself before the bell finally rang. He looked up at the now standing Hunter before smiling.
"I have history. I better hurry too, its always difficult for me to be on time after lunch."
As he had thought that and directed it at Hunter, he was rolling his wheelchair around people and being careful of coats or feet so as to try and make it out in one piece.

He followed behind Vincent, holding the door open for him and what not. Once they made it to Vincent's classroom, he gave the witch a kiss on the cheek before having to leave him. This would be their last class, but unfortuately he had to leave to go to his own class. He told Vincent to met him by the staircase, since it was closer to Vincent's classroom and he could get to the witch alot quicker.

Once he made sure that Vincent made it there safe, he headed to his own class. He barely paid any attention to what the teacher was saying, only doodling in his notes.

Vincent could only agree on the matter of meeting back up at the staircase. He couldn't help turning red and shying up at the kiss when the wolf left, his brain a little short-circuited for the first few moments of his history class. He had managed to take notes during the video they were required to have test on the next day before packing up his things. His history teacher had always let him out early and with vincent not being one to misbehave in class, was polite on the matter as he left.

He didn't have much time left to wait as he ended up pulling his sketch book out. It seemed that since Hunter had been hanging around him he was starting to draw a new sort of attention. He watched as a few kids looked at him and shot dirty looks but new words were starting to be thrown into the mix aside from freak. He wasn't seeming to have it click until his chair was jerked roughly like it had been this morning. he had ended up being dragged off somewhere with no means of stopping them as he was now in an empty classroom with his attackers. they had brought him to a screeching halt, This time causing the illusionist to end up knocked out of his chair. he bit back trying to make a cry as laughter started to ensue. His bullies were a few of the faces that had been watching him and Hunter during lunch, making his eyes go wide before he had his journal kicked away from him. harsh slurs of his disabilities and attraction to Hunter were thrown at him before his hair ended up being pulled so as to show his face. One of them was trying to get him to speak, seeming to think the witch could actually talk just chose not to. A panicky sounding gurgle couldn't help to come from his throat as tears started to well up in his eyes and his stress in the process of skyrocketing.

Class was boring of course, he rested his head in his hand with this blank stare at the white board as his teacher was taking down notes. He didn't really pay that much attention in his class and always seem to ace them with flying colors so this class was no different. Finally, the bell had rang and he was the first one out the door.

He was hoping to see Vincent's smiling face but stopped short at the top of the stairs when he didn't see the little witch anywhere. He cocked an eyebrow, running downstairs and looked around and still no sign of Vincent. He sniffed the air, his brows furrowing when he picked up Vincent's scent....and also the scent of a couple other males.

He followed the scent, till he heard what sounded like a fight in a empty classroom. The lights were off and the window was covered over. He then smelt Vincent and he quickly opened the door. The sight honestly made him growl, now Hunter was still trying to control his inner self but he considered Vincent his mate now and that wasn't going to fly with him.

The boys didn't hear him come in, he was behind them in a second and picked the other up and tossed him, making the boy crash into some chairs that were stacked up. The other boy quickly stopped what he was doing, back off with his hands up in surrender. His apologies and begging were heard on deaf ears as Hunter made his way over to the boy and he hit the boy a few times before picking him up to and threw him where the other boy was now laying.

Touch him again and I won't hesitate to do worst! He growled and now turned his attention to Vincent, his expression immediately softening and he gently picked Vincent up. I'm sorry I didn't get here sooner........are you okay? He asked softly and kissed Vincents forehead, feeling terrible that he had let this happened to Vincent and had a protective hold on the boy.

Vincent was terrified as he felt choked and in pain. They were saying obscene things he didn't want to hear as they pulled tighter on his hair, one even starting to stp on one of his legs.he may not have been able to use his legs but he could still very much feel them and the pressure felt as if it would push his leg near breaking. He sounded as if trying to say something that started with an H before the old on his hair was let go and his attacker was thrown clear across the room. The one that was stepping on his leg backed away, Vincent trying to just curl up and stop from his element aligning. He didn't pick his head up, not knowing who and helped hip until he heard Hunter's voice.

The witch didn't hesitate to circle his arms around hunter's neck and hide his face in the wolf's shoulder as he cried. He was glad Hunter had gotten then when he did. He was trying to take calming breaths as he heard the wolf in his mind.
"Im...I'm okay now....I just wanna go home...."
He was clearly still scare as his frame shook some and ho he clung to Hunter. His mind was going over and over with all the disturbing things they had said and suggested, the illusionist just feeling sick at how crude just the verbal abuse had been with his attackers.

Its okay.....I'm here now.... He said, trying to calm Vincent down. He was so angry right now, he had half a mind to just rip those boys to shreds but his main concern right now was Vincent. He didn't want to let the boy go, but he placed him back in the wheelchair and gently wiped away any tears. It pained him to see Vincent to distraught and was trying to calm himself.

What did they do to you? He asked softly, taking both of Vincent's hands in his and kissed the back of his hand, wanting to make the other happy again.

vincent didn't seem to want to let Hunter go as he was put back in his chair. He had turned his crying eyes to his lap, a few tears falling down his face. He felt them be cleared away, his frame looking to start shaking in a form of terror at the next question. He seemed as if trying not to let it get to him even with his trembling.
"They pulled me in here....knocked me from my chair. They were saying so much couldn't...one of them grabbed my hair, demanding I talk. I tried to scream but...my voice hurts for me to use and its hard to pronounce things....the other stepped on my leg as I couldn't say anything....I tried to call you I did but-but...."
He just ended up crying with a strange growl noise in his throat. He couldn't bring himself to repeat any of the words said, all he could get from them is they planned to used the helpless witch as if he were a whore and he just didn't want to think about that.

He could hear Vincent's thoughts and his blood boiled, hearing the things that they say about Vincent and what they were going to do to him. He just gently wiped away any stray tears from Vincent's face, kissing his forehead and tried whatever he could to make the other feel better.

He gently wrapped his arms around Vincent, gently lifting the witch up and sat down in a chair, Vincent sitting in his lap, not straddling but just sitting in his lap and kept his arms around the other. Your safe now.....I'm sorry I didn't come sooner..... He apologized and kissed Vincent's hair.