Duncan was seeming to move around the shopping center at a calm and relaxed pace. He had already bought his coffee to get him through most of the morning, his brain not seeming to function without it. He had made a visit to the flower shop even with it being his day off, this usually being the place he did most of his social interaction. Waving his good byes to the owner, he started to move around the shopping center once more.

He seemed to go mostly ignored as he went from shop to shop, no one seeming to have any idea that he was very much blind. He could feel a little girl look at him at one point, making him give a forced smile to her so as to throw her off. He could never fool children it seemed. Sighing, he walked into a clothing shop. He didn't really like shopping for clothes but he needed a new set of jeans for work. Moving along the rows, he did his best to run his hand along the various fabrics until he had felt a denim material. He then started to look though the jeans and seeming jean jackets that were also in the section. He made sure to keep his eyes on the clothes before him, listening for anyone getting too close.

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Alec had snuck out of his parents house and headed to the mall, wanting to get out for once and have some fun. He texted his friends of course, but none of those lame asses could come out and met him there. He decided to go see Casey this weekend, wanting the week days to himself. It had been about five days since he saw the dragon....and couldn't help but to wonder if this was how this one year contract was going to be like; him coming over and the two ending up in bed, course that wouldn't really bother him all that much.

He pushed all thoughts of Casey from his mind as he walked into one of his favorite stores, pushing back his black fringe and started to look through the tiniest jean size for boys. He was so; frail, delicate, tiny and cute looking that anything bigger than a 30 would fall right off him.

He was beside this other boy, but at first pay him no mind as he grabbed a pair of small hip hugging jeans and went to try it out. He came out, looking at himself in the mirror, turning around and was actually seeing how good it looked on him.

Outfit, hair and etc.

Duncan could feel that someone had moved close to him, his eyes appearing to look over at the new comer but his body going stiff. He took a step away, moving so that he didnt run into anything as he tried to just sip his coffee as if nothing was wrong. He could smell that this one was a smoker of sorts, making his crinkle his nose some. He kept running his hands over the jeans before finding one with a tag very much like the one he had on today. he was unaware that they were dark jeans but he wasn't exactly one to care as he made his way over to the dressing rooms. He stepped out and looked to be looking in the mirror as well but he saw nothing. They were a comfortable fit, his long legs seeming as thin as ever in them. He ran his hands over the pockets before making sure they were deep enough, realizing that the boy from before was looking in another mirror near by. He made to ignore though as he just stood there for a moment trying to make an estimate of what the cost would be.

He looked at himself in the mirror, the jeans made his legs even tinier than before if that was possible. He just cocked his head to the side, staring at himself and decided to go back to his light purple skinny's. Once he changed back, he saw the man he had been standing beside before while looking through the cloths.

He decided to take a seat in one of the chairs and took out his Nintendo 3DS and turned it on. You should get those. He commented.

Duncan was about to walk back into the changing room to put his actual jeans back on when the boy from before made a comment on him needing to get the ones he had tried on. He looked in the general direction of the boy, sightless eyes appearing to look at the stranger while his face looked a little confused at first.

"Ya think so? Don't know if my paycheck can afford it is the thing."

he walked back into the changing room, properly dressed in the clothes he actually owned before seeming to walk past the other a little. He could hear the clicking sounds of a game, the faint buzzing noise technology gave off to his sensitive ears always a bit of an annoyance as he put a false smile on his lips. He was looking to be thumbing though the other jeans still, as if trying to find a cheaper pair as he spoke.

"What game are you playing exactly?"

Duncan could never indulge in video games with his lack of sight. He liked their soundtracks most of the time when they had orchestra based music, but he couldn't really enjoy much else from them.

He started to click the buttons really quickly, trying to jump over some pipes and turtle while the famous theme song from Mario brothers were playing. He didn't look up at the other, keeping his dark eyes on the screen of his game and smiled.

He looked up though once the other came out and asked what he was playing. Super Mario Brothers... He replied and went back to playing.

He did look up though once more, cocking an eyebrow at the man. There was something...different around him. He turned the DS off now and looked over to his right, seeing a much older male smirking at him.

Duncan was still messing with the jeans as a distraction when the other answered his question. He should have recognized the music, but then again he couldn't tell many of them apart when it came to little 8-bit noises like that song. He could feel the other looking at him, his body turning to face the other some as cloudy blue eyes appeared to be looking at the other. Duncan was aware that there was in fact someone else observing them, but he couldnt tell much else such as expressions or thoughts as he went back to picking through the jeans. The new comer smelled of stale ale to him and he visibly wrinkled his nose at the stench. He would not be happy if this was a creep that had wondered in from a bar nearby, but made sure to keep his hearing on high alert for any changes in the mostly silent store.

Alec was used to being stared at, but it didn't mean that he liked it. This guy was probably looking for some sugar daddy relationship or something, alot of older guys seem to want that from him. Alec looked back at the guy, not returning the flirting or anything. The man looked to be in his late thirties, he still had a full head of hair and a nice body, but that wasn't going to change anything.

He sigh softly and looked away now, putting the DS3 away and looked up to the man who was trying on the jeans. So....whats your name? He asked.

Duncan could hear the strange older man that smelled of ale trying to flirt and chat with the boy playing the game. It couldn't help but make his stomach twist in disgust that someone that sounded to be in their thirties would talk to a teenager in such a manner. He was resisting the urge to throw his coffee at the man but thought of it as a waste of coffee before hearing the boy ask for his name. He had stopped with looking through the clothes at this point, hanging onto the pair that he had tried on in the first place. He turned to make it seem that he was facing and actually looking at the other but he saw nothing but what he could hear and smell.

"Duncan Forester. I believe you're one of the boys that keeps nearly getting caught smoking in the bathrooms."

He was being very much straight forward with his thoughts as he could remember hearing the voice before along with the smell. It wasn't uncommon for him to remember people by odor and sound but at the same time if he could remember you before ever getting your name, it normally wasn't for something good.

He didn't look surprise at what the other said, but smile sheepishly and rubbed the back of his head. I nearly get caught...but I have never gotten caught... He said with a small smile now and giggled.

He tried to ignore the mans stare, but it was getting hard and he just pulled his coat on alittle tighter. Finally, he just got up and sat down beside Duncan and got alittle closet to the other and smiled. I'm Alec....just go along so that pervert can leave me alone. He whispered.

Duncan gave a little chuckle at how the other tried to defend that he hadn't been caught yet. He couldn't see the sheepish grin but he could hear in the tone of the guy's voice that it was all in good fun. The giggle seemed to help with that, Duncan seeming to relax for a moment with the sound. He instantly grew tense again though as he could hear the boy he now knew as Alec move even closer to him. He wasn't really one to like being near others in any aspect, his senses always getting agitated from picking up the heat, odors, and sounds of the other. He sipped his coffee at hearing it was the creep across the shop that was making Alec move closer, sightless eyes seeming to look at the man with an expressionless stare.

"Allow me to buy these jeans and hopefully we can get out of here safely."

His tone was hushed as he motioned for Alec to follow him to the counter. He was going to try and make this transaction as quick as possible.

He wondered if Duncan would at least play along, usually males stopped once they saw the person they desire pick someone else and he hoped that the pervert would be like that. He nodded, quickly standing up and followed Duncan very closely. He just looked back to the pervert who didn't look happy with how things were looking.

I hate being so girly looking.... He mumbled softly and sigh.

Duncan made the exchange of cash for the jeans, know his current cash was in tens. He would have just had ones but at the same time he didn't exactly want people to think ill of him. Taking the change, Duncan motioned for Alec to follow him out of the store, the creep seeming to look unhappy about it. At the comment on looking girly, the blind teen couldn't stop his smirk.

"Appearances make no difference to me. Now come on if you don't want the scary man to follow you into the next shop."

He wasn't even facing the creep anymore but could hear his foot falls and the fact that the man was going to follow them. Duncan was pretty good at throwing people off his trail from his pick pocketing days when he was homeless, so if he kept his senses on high and followed the stranger's pace he could lose the man easily.

He didn't quite understand why Duncan said that but looked at the other alittle closer and realized that he was blind. Course this didn't really change much when it came to Alec, but it kinda caught him off guard that he didn't recgonized before. He kept quite, peeking over his shoulder and actually caught sight of the man following them.

Geez, this guy is so creepy. He mumbled softly and just followed behind Duncan.

Duncan could feel Alec stare closer at his face, gaining the feeling that the other had finally caught on that he was blind. He was able to ignore this this though, his ears more focused on the man following them than Alec's words. Hearing the man draw closer, Duncan was going to use a little tactic that always seemed to work when getting out of trouble.

"You're gonna have to trust me on this, he won't be following us anymore."

As he said that, he grabbed Alec by the arm and practically threw the boy into the flower shop that they were just now passing. Duncan dragged Alec all the way to the back, the smell of the various floral arrangements relaxing to the blind teen. He had managed to hide them entirely out of view, the owner of the place having much trust in the blind boy all things considered. He "looked" Alec in the eyes as he placed a finger to his own lips, telling the other to be silent. He strained his ears to hear the creep walk in, both boys entirely out of view of the man. When the man muttered a series of coarse words under his breath, he moved to storm out of the shop. As soon as Duncan heard the door nearly slam, he moved away from Alec and back int othe actual part of the shop and not behind all the massive arrangements in the back.

"Guess its a good thing my best friends always have my back."

He was talking about the flowers of course, his hands finding to play with a new bouquet of Lillies. He really did enjoy his flowers very much, them being the only thing not to betray him so far in life.