Lust and Chastity 

Written by: Robin Omaka and Mika Tertius

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Chapter 1, part 1

Finian Fair sensed eyes on him.

But honestly, that was nothing new. At school, people stared, whispered, laughed. Fin should’ve been used to it by now.

On the first day back from summer break, Fin and his best friend Jack Kierny headed to school early. Other teens usually walked too, but today the sidewalk was empty except for them. For a moment, Fin felt calmer, but it didn't last.

"Guess everyone’s already running late," Fin said, grinning. "Figures classes start on my birthday."

They waited for the light. As Fin spotted classmates in the distance, a pink-haired boy, even shorter than him, suddenly appeared on the sidewalk. "What the—? Jack, did you see that?"

"See what?" Jack looked around, spotting his classmates ahead. "Oh jeeze, Garcia actually did shave his head! I wonder if he'll let me rub it." The seventeen-year-old grinned.

Fin's eyebrows drew together in a frown. "What? Garcia? No, I mean that pink-haired kid right over there!" He pointed straight ahead of them, tensing when the boy smiled and began walking towards him. "Oh shoot, he's coming our way." His voice fell to a nervous whisper.

Jack looked ahead and smirked. "I don’t see any pink-haired kid," he whispered. "Is he cute?"

The navy blue-eyed teen didn't put it past his best friend to joke around. So, when the boy stopped right in front of him with big, magenta eyes staring up at him, Fin began stuttering. "U-uh, h-hi? Y-You new?"

"My name is Lee'en," The boy purred as he ran a hand through his pixie short hair. "And I can be anything you want me to be."

Fin took a step back and blushed. Some of his classmates had been just as forward in the past, but it still made the teenager nervous.

"J-Jack, l-let's go get our schedules." He managed to mumble. "I-It was nice m-meeting you, Liam!" As soon as the words left his lips, he took hold of Jack's arm and urged them faster towards the campus. "Goodness, that was so embarrassing...to think that someone as short as him could have so much more confidence than me..." Finian snorted. "Wasn't he just a bit much?" He asked Jack.

"It's Lee N like the letter!" The petite newcomer called out undaunted as they retreated away from him. 

"Buddy..." His hazel-eyed friend said as Fin pulled him along. "Are you trying to get back at me for convincing you I had Legionairre's disease last month? What disease do you have that's giving you hallucinations of pink-haired boys?"

"Very funny," Fin countered. "There's no way anyone could have missed that magenta-eyed kid. And for him to have hit on me with you standing right there? That took some guts for a newbie."

"Now he's got bright pink eyes?" Jack threw an arm around his best friend's shoulders. "Tell me another one, Finny."

A frown marred Fin's face. "Wait, are you serious? You didn't see him? Freckle-nosed kid with a pink heart tattoo on his forehead? Practically ate me with his big eyes?"

"Well, I've seen plenty of people eating you with their eyes. Chester is devouring you as we speak... jeeze don't look!" Jack laughed, turning Fin to keep moving. "I definitely didn't see any pink, freckly boys. He sounds adorable. I'm sorry I missed your imaginary friend."

A cold, dark shiver rolled down the teenager's spine. "I just knew we shouldn't have egged and T.P.'d that tree that was too close to the cemetery!" He hissed in a low voice. Could that kid have been some apparition? He was starting his junior year of high school! He didn't need this kind of supernatural phenomenon added to his agenda.

However, as most teenage minds tend to do, Fin became thoroughly preoccupied with his new classes and became engrossed in mapping out his time between periods so that he could know when to hit his locker and when to use the restrooms. He had at least two classes with Jack thus far, which was always a relief. The two of them could help one another with assignments.

His English III class immediately assigned him a textbook and a side book to read. Fin had never been so relieved that they kept the same locker throughout all four years. He shared it with Jack, but it was more than big enough for the both of them. He quickly spun the combination in and opened it up, stuffing his two books into the side and ignoring the bathing suit models of handsome men and women plastered on the inside of the door.

After he swung the locker door shut, he yelped in surprise when he was once again met with the same magenta eyes as before.

"G-goodness gracious!" He squeaked. In a brief moment of bravery, he reached out with his pointer finger to poke the boy on the shoulder and sighed in relief when it came into contact with flesh. "S-so you're not a ghost..."

"Nope. Better than that, babe." Lee'en preened, leaning closer to the slightly taller teen. "I am a full-fledged, rare Unicorn teen. And youuuu," He continued as he pressed a finger to Fin's lips. "Are a very chaste maiden. And I so got to you first."

Feeling even more freaked out from the moment that Lee'en touched him on the lips, Fin took off down the hallway and ran as soon as he rounded the corner.

The next class was P.E., but they were doing a health section, which had them sitting in a small room off the weight room. They'd crammed in enough tables and chairs for all the boys in the class. The girls had a separate P.E. class, so it was just guys in the room.

"Hey, you okay?" Jack leaned over and asked Fin. "You look like you saw a ghost."

"I sure wish it had been a ghost. Now I don't even know what he is," Fin whispered as he rubbed his arms. Usually, when they had them wear only their gym shorts for the health inspection, he was a lot more self-conscious. "Am I losing my mind? But I touched him! He's real..."

"Wait, pinky again?" Jack asked as he slumped in his folding chair. "Holy shit, look at Devon," Jack whispered, distracted. "Damn, he's been working out or something. I can't wait until he takes his shirt off for chest measurements. Unf."

For a brief moment, Fin peered over in Devon's direction and wondered the same thing. For that matter, he even wondered what kind of other measurements Devon had.

He let out an annoyed groan at himself. Now was not the time to imagine naked classmates. "Yes, pinky-er, I mean, Lee'en? Yes Lee'en. He was at our locker and he said-" He stopped talking when someone shot a glance at them. He lowered his voice. "He told me he was no ghost, b-but something else that's even crazier to even think about!"

"There really is a pink-haired guy, isn't there?" Jack pulled his gaze away from the eye-candy in the room. "You aren't yanking my chain about this."

"Jack, at this point, I don't know if my own mind is fudging with me," Fin replied in a serious tone. "H-He..." He swallowed hard as he forced himself to finish. "He called me a ch-chaste maiden."

"Well that's... probably accurate." Jack blinked at him a moment before grinning wickedly. "You should have let me practice blowjobs on you like we used to practice kissing." The brunet leaned forward. "I would have sucked your brain out through your dick."

Fin's face and neck began to glow pink, practically. "Is sex all you think about?" He hissed, only to frown as he imagined his best friend actually sucking him off. "Blast it, don't answer that question." He immediately added.  "And that wasn't the only weird thing he said...he..." He leaned closer to whisper the rest into Jack's ear. "He told me he was a unicorn, of all things!"

"Well, I've heard of twinks, cubs, bears, queens, and a few other things." Jack cocked his head to the side. "I haven't heard of unicorns. That's a new one."

Fin's mouth formed into a deep frown. His best friend didn't seem to grasp the idea that the pink-haired boy truly believed himself to be a unicorn. What were his exact words? A full-fledged, rare Unicorn? The pale teen let out a long sigh. "Whatever he believes himself to be, I just hope that I never see his pixie pink hair ever again."

Jack didn't have a chance to say much about that since he was called up to be measured and weighed.

“Jack Kierny.”

Jack put a little sway in his step as he passed a couple of guys he'd fooled around with in the past. He grinned as they blushed hotly. He hadn't bothered to wear a shirt, just gym shorts like Fin. Fin could only shake his head as Jack winked at some boy in the front row while the teacher measured his chest circumference. When he was done, the brunet came back to flop next to Fin.

"You gonna take advantage of open campus with me for lunch?" Jack asked his best friend. "Or should I start hunting for someone to drag behind the bleachers?" He flinched when the cold back of the chair touched his bare skin, but his smile didn't slip. "Maybe we can get away from pinky."

"Lunch sounds great." Fin replied before he was called himself.

“Finian Fair.”

Fin felt a few people leering at him from behind, and a few others snickering at his hairless chest. By that point in his high school life, he didn't care. But there was a time when he was teased mercilessly for his feminine looks and the fact that his body hair was so delicate and pale that it was nearly invisible.

Fin heard someone hiss in pain and looked over to see Jack lean to the side to flick the ear of one of the boys who had been snickering. Jack's smile had turned fierce, daring the other kid to try something. The other boy held a hand over his sore ear but said nothing. Finian's best friend had shut people up for being cruel to him before.

The wildest had been the year before, when Jack had shaved every hair from the neck down and had positively flaunted his new bare state in the locker room. Jack had decided he liked how it felt and had kept it up ever since. When Jack had described, in detail, how it increased his sensitivity during certain rather lewd acts, Fin had thought his blush would burn his face off.

Jack's smile was back to normal when Fin sat down. "You want to eat at my house or do you want to go downtown?"

Fin smiled at Jack. "Either is fine, as long as we're not on campus," he said. Maybe the pink-haired kid was just his imagination acting up from school stress.

"I want one of Miss Molly's burgers." Jack rubbed his hands together eagerly as he thought of the old diner on the edge of downtown.

"Miss Molly's burgers..." Fin's eyes glazed over, as they always did, whenever anyone mentioned food. He was already practically drooling at the thought of a Swiss and mushroom burger from Miss Molly's, one of his favorites.

"Oh no!" Jack gasped. "I sent you into one of your Foodgasm Daydreams." The hazel-eyed teen clutched Fin's hand dramatically. "Come back to us, Fin!"

Fin blushed. "Alright, alright," he said, letting Jack hold his hand. "I was just thinking about what to order."

"You're adorable when you drool." Jack booped Fin's nose before glancing at the clock. "As much as it seems a crime to deprive these poor souls of our bare torsos, it's time to change and grab a bite. Did I see your board in the locker?"

"Yeah, along with my textbooks. Why do third year teachers assign so much work so soon?" Fin grumbled as he started to change back into his clothes and then walked out into the hallways with Jack to retrieve his skateboard.

"Because they're determined to crush our souls." Jack smirked.

The brunet hung back as Fin spun the combo. He leaned against the lockers next to his black and blue-haired friend. They'd been in this position a thousand times. In middle school, an older boy had thought it would be fun to push Fin while he was trying to open his locker. Jack had been goofing off across the hall when it had happened.

Fin had gotten a bloody nose, but the older kid earned a black eye once Jack saw what was happening. The smaller brunet had thrown himself at the bigger kid, his smile more of a snarl. Jack had never forgiven himself for not being there to watch his friend's back.

Jack straightened when Fin tossed him his skateboard. They didn't waste any time scooting out of the building and kicking off on their boards.

Burgers were calling them. They would answer the call.

At Miss Molly's, they were seated in the same spot as usual and didn't even need the menus to order what they wanted. Finian peered out the window as they waited for their food. He felt his heart leap up to his throat when he caught sight of Lee'en in the distance. It was only for a brief moment before the boy disappeared, but it was enough to make him freak out once again.

"Why do I keep seeing things? Or rather, not 'things' but that kid?" He grumbled aloud.

"Pinky again?" Jack rested his chin on his fist, elbow on the table.

"He's got to be the most persistent illusion..." Fin insisted.