Chapter 44

Yoshi nods, walking up at Baker. "Are you ok?" He asked worriedly, starting to walk towards one of the main seats. Baker nods. "It just caught me off guard, but I'm fine." Baker said, smiling and nodding his hand. He was absolutely not fine. Baker didn't know if he should be happy since he kissed the one man that he wanted to kiss, or mad because he didn't kiss the real man. Yoshi looked at him and sighed. The brunette pulled his sleeve over his hand, licking a piece of the cloth before wiping Baker's mouth.

"When he kissed you, he smudged your lipstick." Yoshi muttered, wiping his lips once before stopping. "Let's just get him home." Baker mumbled. Yoshi sighed, but nodded. The blond had a lot of thinking to do.

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Baker laid the altar onto the couch, grabbing a cover. "Why are you being so nice?" Wafi asked curiously as Baker laided the cover on top of Heko. "As Mago said in the car and in the mall. He never did anything wrong. Just cause he isn't Hisoki doesn't mean we should obviously feel threatened by him. We shouldn't instantly demand for Hisoki, unless it's a dire situation." Baker murmured. Heko had fallen asleep during the car ride back. Most of them had actually, besides Baker, Mago, and the drivers Harley and Kai. "Well, I heard that he kissed you."

By the time they had found Wafi and Harley, Heko was already knocked out. "He did. But that's not important." He stood up straight, walking into the kitchen with Yoshi and Harley. " Hey." Harley nodded his head towards Baker, who nodded his head back. "So, I'm curious-" Yoshi asked, but Baker shook his head. "No, I won't tell you his name. He promised me." Baker reasoned. Yoshi huffed, ready to say something back when Harley stopped him. "Asd much as I would love to hear your bullshitty reason as to why Baker should tell you, I don't. So please." Harley muttered.

Yoshi sighed, huffing. "Fine, fine, but I still have one more question." Baker looked up at him hesitantly, before nodding. "Ok, so how was it?" Baker looked at him confused. "How was what?" Baker asked. Yoshi sighed, dramatically pinching the bridge of his nose and tapping his foot impatiently. He looked back up at Baker.

"The kiss."

Baker didn't expect that. But he didn't expect most things in his life. He stayed quiet, not exactly knowing how to answer it. "I um-" He started, not being able to describe it. Red rose to his cheeks once again, but this time the blond didn't lower his head. The kiss was…. Nice. It was good, Heko was definitely talented in that field. But it was weird saying that. Yoshi gasped. "Oh my god you liked it!" He squealed. Baker stared at Yoshi, not understanding the boy's thought process.

How could someone else understand something about him that Baker couldn't even understand?!"What?! No I- no way." Baker automatically denied, shaking his head. Harley looked at him for a moment, before rolling his eyes. "So you didn't like the kiss?" "Well…. It's not that I didn't like it-"

"So you liked it and you didn't like it. Great, I'll work on that."

Baker turned around, seeing Heko walking into the open kitchen. He walk to the fridge, opening the box and grabbing a beer. "Hottie, open that draw and give me the bottle opener." Yoshi, understanding that Heko was talking to him, opened the utensils draw, grabbing the bottle opener and tossing it to Heko.

Heko seemed to have been up for a minute, having changed into different clothes. Instead of Hisoki's turtleneck and trousers. HIs suit was all purple, a cropped blazer, a purple undershirt, and purple dress pants. The only part that wasn't purple was his dress shoes and a fedora that sat lightly on his head. It was tipped up, showing his eyes. Dark makeup covered his eyes, lids, purple and black blended to a ghostly effect. His wet hair looked dripped, still in a side part. "You are the definition of sex appeal." Yoshi examined. Heko looked up at him, his eyes darkened from the fedora's shadow. The alter looked evil, with bad intentions. He smirked.

"Thanks."

Everyone stayed quiet for a moment, watching Heko sip on his beer. He looked up at them, before sighing. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked, Baker shaking his head. "Nothing, nothing. How old are you?" Yoshi asked, sitting onto the counter. "Thirteen." Heko answered. He had a small smirk on his face, his red lips suddenly outshining his whole face. "Wait… what?" Baker asked, looking towards the altar, who laughed. "You guys really think a thirteen year old dresses like this? I'm an alter, not an idiot." He jokes.

"So, you're conscious then?" Harley asked, leaning on the fridge door now that it was closed. "Conscious?" Heko questioned. Harley sighed, thinking for a moment. "Conscious. As in you know your an alter. You know that you're just a personality?" Harley clarifies. Heko thinks for a moment, before smiling. "You really know your stuff." He compliments. Harley shrugs lightly, a small smile on his face. "You're the smart one?" Heko asked. Baker noticed how the altar subtly changed the subject. He was a trickster, that was obvious.

"No way. He's not smart." Yoshi shook his head dramatically. Baker rolled his eyes. "He's smarter than you, that's for sure." Baker nudged Yoshi's shoulder, getting a light shove back. "That's so not true!" Harley clicked his tongue, shaking his head. "Our grades say otherwise." He reported. "How old are you guys?" Heko asked, stopping an oncoming argument. "Eighteen, besides Mago. Mago's twenty." Baker explained.

Heko sighed happily, sitting down at the corner of the kitchen. "Mago," He clicks his tongue. "I remember when he was in senior year. It was Hisoki's first year teaching. Ugh the fucking pining was terrible, I had to get it over with." Heko muttered. Yoshi looked up, suddenly very interested. Harley, however, wasn't, he grabbed an orange, starting to unpeel it, disappearing from the conversation. "You had something to do with Hisoki and Mago?" Yoshi hastily asked, leaving no time for a breath. Heko looked up from him, lowering the now empty bottle of beer from his lips.

"Yeah, I was the one that made them fuck and then date." Heko said bluntly, tossing the beer bottle aside. "What is up with you and sex. Or, I guess sexual things? Is that like.. Your whole purpose?" Yoshi asked, somewhat hesitantly. Heko tipped his fedora back down over his face, shadowing it. "I'm basically the sex alter. So yeah, that's what I was made for." Heko voiced.

Harley froze from his spot, turning around to look at Heko as everyone went quiet. "Your the sexual alter. Sexual alters are made to handle and cope with rape and sexual abuse," Heko froze, his seductive aura gone in a minute. His face went pale as he stood up on shaky legs. "Masa and Kiki don't know what happened. Sexual alters, you, are made to keep that knowlege away from them."

"No, no, no, no, no," Heko murmured, looking down at the ground. He continued the soft whisper, backing away from the group until his back hit the wall. Harley, understanding that he did something wrong, hesitantly approached the mumbling altar. His eyes were fogged, not focused. "Hey, are you-" "LEAVE ME ALONE!" Heko yelled, his voice ringing through the walls.

Heko walked out of the kitchen, Baker knowing exactly where he was going. The blond grabbed his arm, only for the alter to pull it back. "DON"T FUCKING TOUCH ME!" He yelled, before storming out of the apartment.