Bully/OCD

[Neko]

A/N:: Whoot whoot I think I am addicted to the fluff. This one also came to me in a dream… My dreams really speak to me I mean god… Must be the music seeing it only happens when I listen to music… Or rather I never fall asleep with my ipod playing so… I can say I think I know what I am saying but really cannot…. I lost my train of thought. Oh shit I remember I was suppose to make this funnier… It is another fluff flick but you know that makes it really difficult to have random stupid humor… I probably will not edit my other story’s A/N but you know what I think the story made up for it and well… I think this story will make up for it too… But anyways do not drink or eat at the keyboard, trust me this is for your own good. I mean if you have a cover or something or are brave then by all means but it is your fault. That is my disclaimer ahahaha no loopholes either biioaioazioaiotieseee!!1!11!!!!! Well I hope you enjoy the story, you will get cookies and bailey’s (milk if you are under 21) if you enjoy yourself. NOW… ONWARDS!!!! Oh and I have no idea why but this is not blockquoting right and I am to lazy to try and find out why so ignore it please.

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The nice was young, the humans were asleep and the darkling were waking up to enjoy their time to be awake. That was save for one little boy who had a big problem… At four years old he had gotten used to having certain things and well… Due to a bit of a problem he was missing one important one… His mother had been called to Tiamorre alone to deal with some issues that concerned her… That meant he was not invited and he was stuck at Lee. Now he would not have any problem with that if there was not a mean person on the staff picking on him… Sure it would be easy to run to Rhys, Damon, or even Sarah but he was blocking the way. He had a name but Damian never bothered to use it… He settled on calling it Devil or He never calling him by his name… The name was not deserved after all that he had done to poor Damian.

It had always been so easy to sit on the floor crying for his mother when he needed help but she was not here and this meanie knew it… Ah yes he knew and he wanted to take advantage of the fact Uncle Rhys and Auntie Sarah were away at their little hide away he had heard about and Father was very very very busy with some issues that had arrived just after mother had left… That meant he was technically alone… This was causing him a great distress… Sighing he figured he should put his plan to work… He knew the ins and outs of this castle like most children know the back of their hands. That would make it easier to sneak past him until day time where he could sneak into bed where Damon would hopefully be and if he was really lucky his mother. Not that he wanted her risk getting burned by the sun but having her here would be nice.

His first stop was the library… He needed to get to the library where his mother often took him when he was upset. While he liked the stalls, his mother had taken Red Hare and the other two horses were to wild for him. Az tried to bite him and Diablo had tried to crush him… He forgave them but still had a slight fear of them… He saw him… The devil he was armed with a rag and a duster… He was a butler. He remembered when he first started working here. After spending a lot of time with Uncle Walter he expected his man to be as friendly seeing he too was a Butler and in front of Father he had been but the moment both his mother and father looked away… He had pushed, shoved, and laughed at him.

He would listen to Innocence when she asked for something to be made, and he would make it perfectly for everyone but when his name came up… He always would end up sick to his stomach. He had gotten pretty skinny from lack of eating and was happy when his mother thought he was simply being picky and started making his meals again. She was so worried over him it made him feel safe and now she was gone… He was alone, he wanted to go to his father but… He knew he would probably cause problems… Reaching the library he looked around. He had passed the mean butler but, god help him if he was followed. It would not have been the first time he was locked in the library by accident.

He only came here cause his mother read to him and it gave him a calm feeling but if his attention span shorted like it normally did he would get himself in trouble due to being so bored… Closing the library door he walked into the room and sat down. He stared at the wall for a moment before he felt his eyes tearing up. He was trying to be brave and avoid telling anyone about this problem but… He then started to whimper softly. He almost let out a scream when he heard the door opening. He figured he had been heard and stayed silent with a look of fear on his face. He then saw he had been caught. He bit back a scream and tried to pull the frown Rhys used.

Devin had been working here for less then a few months, he had come from a rather rocky family… His family had lived in extensive wealth and being pure blooded he had always felt it fit. His history was never really rich… He had been abandoned by his father who had found himself another woman and started another family while his mother treated him like dirt. All this caused even his intense love of money not to be a reason to stay. That is why he took this job, he had heard Darcia was ruled by Gypsy and hardly wanted to work for them and he had heard the castle of Tiamorre had enough help as it was… Lee had been his last real chance to get an excuse to live in a nice house and pretend to do work while getting paid.

If anything it was better then living at home. The outfits were nice, and while he got the job, he was jealous of the little snot that was running around. Here he had a mother and a father both of which loved him… He was spoiled rotten yet it did not show… It was not fair at all and it caused him to want to make the little brat suffer for being so damn perfect and having the nice little family he never had. He had been ‘cleaning’ the hallway when he heard the library door open. He had wanted to go right away but he figured Damian would have his guard up so he waited… He then heard a soft whimpering. That caused him a smirk. Dropping his stuff on the floor he opened the library door to see the look of horror on Damian’s face and it caused a grin to grow on his face.

He was only nineteen but he still loved to bully those he deemed unworthy and here he deemed this child unworthy of everything he got so he would even things out… Walking over he laughed hard at the fail of a frown he was getting. “Awww does the little brat miss his mommy?” Damian kept his glare up and refused to answer the question, his mother had always said feeding into teasing made the bully have fun and stick around longer. There was a thin line between defending ones self and becoming a favorite target. He wanted to put his mother’s words to work and his faith in her made him believe they would work. Devin not getting the normal reaction frowned before grinning. “Oh I get it… Mr tough guy things he can take me on? Mighty brave for a two year old snot nosed brat…”

Damian frowned, “I am four!” Devin shrugged with a amused look on his face, “Two, four, six, eight, does it really matter? You are still a snot nosed child. I mean really… And here you are hiding in your mommy’s little hideout trying to escape my company. Not really smart snot ball.” Damian pouted and then looked away. He buried his face in the back of the chair he had been sitting on. Devin waited before grabbing his collar and lifting him up like a bad kitten or puppy. “Oh no, you will not be able to pull that trick on me. Your parents might let you do that if you want to get away with shit but you will listen to me.”

Damian started to flail not enjoying the feeling of being off the ground without support and also trying to get some air that his collar was cutting off. After a moment Devin lifted him up and looked him in the eyes. Purple to gold, a frown to a grin. “I know what will make you happy… Why not talk about your pretty little mother… Oh how I would love to bag that fine piece of ass. To tell the truth… I think your father is pretty useless… Not man enough for such a fragile lady as your mother but… The way she acts around him makes me think she must be quite the woman in bed… I wonder if I should give that a try. Would you like a little half sibling you little piece of shit?”

Damian gave him a blank look, while he hated being picked on he never felt the urge to get hurt defending himself but… His mother and his father was a different story. Flailing again he reached out and grabbed Devin’s hair while trying to kick his chest and stomach with his legs. Devin started to shake him to make him stop but after a moment tossed him into a bookcase. It caused the bookcase to moan at the movement it had not felt in awhile. Devin then looked at Damian who was now moving to stand up but ended up letting out a large scream of a sob as he moved his arm. Devin then frowned, he had done to much… He was going to get in trouble… Darting out of the room he went to resume ‘cleaning’ the hallway.

Damon had been deep in work, he had felt the need to rip up a few documents that went on to long but he fought the urge knowing it would come to crap on him later. He had almost started to pull out his hair when he heard a large scream of a sob. Jolting he looked around before raising an eyebrow. He knew that screaming sob… Sighing he knew he should keep working but Damian was more important. Standing he left his work study and saw Devin… As far as he knew, Rhys had hated him, Sarah stayed away from him due to some sort of failed flirt attempt that almost got Rhys to kill him, and all the woman staff complained about him but… He seemed like such a good worker it confused him… He was confused about him as a whole but the story he had been given made him give the young man a shot.

So far no evidence had really come to surface and sadly until he got some solid evidence he could not easily fire the young man… It annoyed him slightly but he needed proof it was only fair. Listening he heard a sobbing coming down the hallway, listening he started with a slow confused walk but as soon as he found out which room it was coming from he broke into a sprint. Opening the door he looked around and saw Damian with his face streaked with tears and he was on the floor holding his elbow. Rushing to his side he placed a hand on his head. Damian figuring it was Devin again went to curl up but when he saw it was Damon he relaxed.

Damon gave him a slightly confused look, “What happened? You were not climbing the bookcases again were you?” Damian wanted to say that was what it was and stayed silent for a moment before snapping. “No…” He whined out softly. He sniffled before going into a long explanation of what had been going on, “He was really mean, he pretends to be nice in front of daddy so he will not fire the mean mean butler, and he is nice in front of mommy so he can appear nice for her, he was trying to steal some of Auntie’s clothes and messed up some of swords that belong to Uncle Rhys, he would make me food taste weird and glare at me if I did not eat it, he teases me, and he told me daddy is useless and not good enough for mommy which is a lie… He is lying!!”

Damon looked down at him surprised for a moment but then he frowned. “How long as this be happening Damian?” Damian sniffled and gave a hiccup. “Since he started…” Damon gave Damian a sympathetic look, to have been dealing with that when Devin had started in mid summer and here it was late fall… He then noticed Damian’s elbow was being held. Carefully picking Damian up he left the room. Devin noticed and frowned, he knew he needed to pretend he had no idea what was going on. He walked up to the two and with a fake smile tilted his head. “Oh my was he playing on the bookcases again?” Damian buried his face in Damon’s neck ignoring the pain it caused to shoot up his arm. Damon just glared at Devin.

Devin gave a surprised look at the hostile glare. He then frowned, he knew he had been ratted on… Leave it to the stupid brat to finally crack and of course ‘daddy’ dearest would end up spoiling his son again… He went to speak but suddenly a sing song voice was heard. “I am hooooooooome! Where is everyone?” Everyone turned their head in turn to see Innocence with a large bag and a pan in her hand. She was dressed in a different dress and walked over to Damon. She then tilted her head. She went to ask what happened but suddenly remembered the stuff. “Oh hey, my sister was going to throw a party for her little French friend and needed some help. She ended me giving me some left over stuff… Although I am not sure what to do with the pan…”

Devin who had his arms crossed noticed Damian was glaring at him. Rolling his eyes he noticed Damon seemed to relax at Innocence coming by. He grinned and felt he knew exactly what he had to do. Leaning over he waited for Innocence to finish speaking before running his hand down her back, resting it on her ass and squeezing it all the while grinning in spite at the two males. Innocence tensing up in surprise swung her hand and hit him with the pan. Devin fell to the floor and Innocence looked in surprise before grinning with excitement. “Nevermind I found a use!” Damon gave her an amused look before shaking his head. Damian giggled and Devin held his face. He then took the chance to try to cause a bang before being fired, he knew he was going to be…

He went to look up Innocence’s dress but got a foot in the face. “What the hell is his problem?” She gave a look of surprise to Damon who once again rolled his eyes and held his amused face at bay. Damian then started to cry. Innocence noticing placed the stuff on the floor and stepped over the now moaning man on the floor. She then started to take Damian from Damon’s arm but the movement caused him to cry out harder. Innocence frowned, “Damian… I thought you would miss me…” Damian then bite his lip and looked at her with a small smile, he was trying to show her he was happy but his arm was throbbing really badly.

Innocence taking him carefully placed him on the floor and rubbed his tears from his face. “What is wrong honey?” Damian just pouted, Damon sighed and got on his knees and stood on them next to Innocence. Innocence looked up at him confused, “Do you know?” Damon sighed, “Well I know this much… Devin is fired, all that stuff was true and he had been teasing Damian for the last few months…” Innocence suddenly became seriously. “Oh… I see…” Damian held his arm and slumped his shoulders. He had failed at dealing with his problems alone again…

Devin who had recovered growled, “You cannot fire me I quit, this place is so screwed up, this little brat gets so much attention and he is completely useless. I hope I broke his arm, that way he can never take over and he is a failure at everything and you both fail at rising what was already useless!” He went to stand up but Innocence had leaned past her son and grabbed the train of Devin’s shirt. He went to tell her to let go but got a slight shiver up his spine when he saw the look in her eyes. She then tugged on his shirt and brought him back to the floor. Carefully lifting her dress she sat on his stomach and after quickly cracking her knuckles she proceeded to start punching him in the face along with slapping him hard.

“You…Do…Not…Talk…Like…That…About…My….Darling…Sweet...Son…Again…You….Bloody…Bastard.” With each word she punched him. Damian watched with surprise at his mother’s sudden actions. Damon watched also but his expression was more amused. He then stood up and lifted Innocence from the now knocked out ex-butler. Being placed down she went to sit down and punch him some more but Damon placed her in a hug and rested his chin on her shoulder. “Enough…” Innocence stopped fighting and growled, “The f**k**g bastard broke my baby’s arm, there is never enough… Look see I missed a spot!” Damian who gripped his mother’s dress hem with his good hand looked up at her.

Bending down she picked him up ignoring the pain in her knuckles and gave his elbow a look. It did not look like that bad of a wound but on her son it was worse enough to make her want to kill. If he skinned his knee, got a cold, or broke his arm playing she could just be a kind woman and nurse him back to health but if someone caused any of these ailments they were going to pay… Pay dearly… Devin who had been out started to come to, moving to his elbow he laid on his side and looked up at Innocence. Innocence seeing he was awake growled softly, she wanted to keep going but she would be just like her aunt if she did that… Settling on instead on grabbing Damon’s hand and keeping her other hand firmly on Damian’s waist.

She stepped over Devin but made sure to have her other leg ‘accidentally’ kick him in the goods. She then before turning the corner glared at his now fetal positioned form. “If you threaten another one of my children or wish harm on anyone else I love, you will be sure never to have children in your long lonely lifetime now get out of here before I get the big bad wolf and tell him you stole one of Sarah’s clothes…” Devin glared at her as he got the feeling back in his goods. Standing up he started to limp past the door, he was stubborn, mean, and hot headed but not stupid nor did he have a death wish. If the sweet appearing woman could do this… The cold hearted man would probably finish the job.

With him gone Innocence took both men to the library. Damian whined softly but Innocence put him on the table. “I do not want this place to be ruined because some nobody… Wait a second and I will get you something-” Before she could finish she felt herself being pushed into a chair. Damon then held up her hands. “I will get the stuff, just made sure you watch your hands… I will wrap them in a moment.” Innocence looked down and saw her knuckles were a mangled mess and the slapping had turned her palms to a violent alarming red. She then laughed, she had no idea she did so much, no wonder her hands hurt. Damon rolled his eyes at the laugher and kissed her knuckles before standing up to get the first aid. Damian being along with his mother looked at her.

“Mommy?” Innocence looked at her son and gave a pleasant smile, “Yes Damian?” Damian seeing her smile gave a small one, “I love you…” Innocence felt her smile melt into a softer one and she just stood up and carefully wrapped her arms around him. Damian snuggled the best he could into her light embrace. He then looked surprised as she whispered a phrase she had heard Rob and Mary both use, “And I love you too, to the moon and back.” Damian felt a grin explode on his face, “That much?! Really truly?!”

Innocence pulled back and smiled even softer before rubbing her nose on his. “Well of course. What is not to love?” Damian just shrugged and then winced. Innocence bent forward, gave his elbow a soft kiss before picking him up and sitting down again. “I love your eyes, the way you giggle and smile, the way you hold onto to me like I would for some reason leave, the way you snore when you sleep-” Before she could finish Damian pouted, “Mooooommy I do not snore! That is Daddy!” Innocence looked at him in surprise before laughing. Damon had come back at that point. Hearing he was the one who snored he too got defensive.

“Heeey I do not snore you little hooligan.” Innocence just rolled her eyes, “I said the snoring was cute, I have no idea why you both are getting so defensive.” Damian whined softly as Damon took his jacket off. Looking at his arm he saw a bruise forming but as for a break there was no real proof. A sprain or a pull might be though. Wrapping the arm he grabbed a plant leaf which he folded in half and placed under Damian’s tongue. It was then Damian remembered, “Aggy! Aggy! Mummy sak shek lugs meh tob deh moob ung bahk!” Damon gave a look of amusement. “Ooooh…” Nodding his head slowly he looked up at Innocence who rolled her eyes.

“I told him I loved him to the moon and back.” Damon smiled before pouted, “Oh and I suppose you would leave me on the moon?” Innocence rolled her eyes and placed a hand on his head before playing with his hair. “Well of course not, like it or not this is a round way trip and you are coming if you want to or not.” Damon grinned and watched as the plant leaf took effect. Damian started to fall asleep and Innocence tightened her grip on him. Damon picked the now sleeping child up and placed him on the other chair. He then took the bandages and ointment and worked on Innocence’s hands quickly. After getting a decent wrapping she stood up and stretched.

She then picked Damian up and started towards the bedroom. Just when she went to turn the corner she almost bumped into Rhys. Sarah was with him but had a tired look on her face. She was resting her head on his arm. Innocence gave her a smile of hello and Sarah gave a tired on in return. Damon looked confused, “Back so soon?” Rhys sighed, “Yeah… There is a leak and it is raining really badly outside. I feel bad but I rather her be tired then sick.” Damon nodded and noticed the look of curiosity and confusion on his brother’s face he then looked around. “Something is different… Oh… Where is that butler you hired?” Damon growled softly but then sighed, “I fired him…”

Rhys gave a frown, “Aww and you did it when I was away? I wanted to fix his face up…” Damon just grinned, “Who said I let him go unharmed?” Rhys gave him a blank look, “What is that suppose to mean?” Innocence looked up at him with a cheerful voice but her voice and fake cheerfulness showed her real emotion, “Oh, he will not be coming back any time soon, well I need to go sleep nice seeing you again.” She then ducked under his arm and went into the room. Rhys turned and watched her leave, slightly confused to her obvious fake cheer. He then noticed the bandages on her hands. He looked at Damon who shrugged and went to follow after her. “I never said I did anything either. I got to say though… Do not piss her off… She is scary, very very scary when upset…”

Rhys just watched with a slightly amused look on his face. He had wanted to beat the guy up for the chance Sarah’s outfit was taken but… He figured Innocence did a good enough job, it was better then nothing anyways. Picking the now sleeping Sarah up he headed towards his own room. He still felt bad about Sarah not getting a good rest. She had picked up the Darkling sleep cycle pretty well but sometimes when going to hang with human friends reverted back and it was times like this it was a bit of a problem but he was fine with it. Reaching his room he placed her on the bed before spotting the shirt that had been taken resting behind the door. With a small laugh he picked up the shirt and put it away. Well he had no reason to hate the man anymore but… He was still glad he was gone, he had a weird aura about him and the emotions he kept getting made him sick.

With a yawn he looked outside and saw through the rain clouds that the sun was beginning to rise. Resting next to Sarah he slowly started to fall asleep feeling the light echoes of the people nearby. All of which was calm and happy. He felt a lazy smirk to rise on his lips. He still was a bit saddened by the idea of not being able to get rid of some tension and cause that little pain in the ass some respect but he figured a lesson with Innocence would be enough. So far it seemed his lessons were paying off not that the butler was that big of a threat. With that final thought he let his eyes close and sleep take over his tired body who welcomed the relax with glee.

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A/N:: Doode… I had planned for fluff and my god it turned into a romantic humorous drama fluff thing… I mean really I had my ipod on shuffle while typing this and it was on low… I went from mystery and suspense to hurt to kick ass to fluff to humor to confusion to being tired… This is like a rollercoaster… I must try this again xD anyways either way I hope you enjoy this. I had fun doing it up. Sorry this A/N is so short. I am really tired and should get some more sleep… I might edit it but you know I never edit these things… It is either hit or miss. Anyways xD enjoy -cookies and bailey’s (or milk) for everyone!!!!!- Now here is a mini story for you guys. This is a little story about HOW Damian gets his OCD. ADD you can be born with but OCD is often a suppressed gene and then after something explosive or traumatic happens you start to fear things and get OCD. I have OCPD but I have been accused of OCD so I will try to make this as realistic as possible. This A/N sucks but the story is going to be a big sad with some borderline fluff so the A/N is just going to have to suck, the warnings above go for down here for the most part. Alright READ!

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Damian was turning five soon. Due to his parents being ‘far to busy’ he had been sent to play with his friend Brishen. His mother had walked him to his friend’s house and had chatted with Jezebelle for a short while before both woman left and the boys were being watched by Brishen’s grandmother.. They had been playing with a few of Brishen’s instruments but after they heard a slight snore coming from Jalilah Brishen grabbed his hand and lead him to his private playground. At first Damian was against leaving the area his mother had told him to stay in but after a few minutes playing on the Gypsy made playground he loosened up. After a few moments Brishen touched Damian’s shoulder and darted off screaming to be caught.

Vivi had been sent on another fools errand… Rob had been sick for the last couple of days and for all she knew it was all an act. Anyone can put a finger down their throat and vomit, and anyone and put there face to their hands and only take them off as someone went to check for fever, and everyone knew if you pinched your cheeks you can get a flush look that added to the sick, it worked for noses too. She had been shopping for the stuff on the list but it was not what she wanted to be doing. She then spotted the Gyspy, she let out a disgusted look. She always thought those people are dirty and vile creatures. She then heard children laughing. She then saw two boys running past her.

With a frown she watched them run past and then felt something in her brain tick. Looking at the outfit… The hair… And the personality she felt her frown turn into a crooked grin. She followed after the two children, only approaching when they stopped to catch their breath. Brishen was the first one to notice her. He gave her a strange look, “Can we help you?” Vivi grinned, “Why yes you can…” She looked at Damian, “Boy… What is your name and your mother’s name?” Damian paused before looking at Brishen who shrugged. Damian then looked up at her, “My name is Damian and my mommy is named Innocence… She is really pretty. Do you know her?”

Vivi held her grin, “Why yes I do…” Damian seemed to brighten at that, he went to say something else but Vivi touched a finger to her lip. “You are so dirty… Do you hug your mother with those arms?” Damian looked down and saw but only a few spots of dirt from falling and frowned. “I am dirty? Should I take a bath?” Vivi gave a look of amusement. “Why maybe you should… Make sure you scrub yourself very hard when you get home.” Brishen watched the woman and with narrowed eyes grabbed Damian’s elbow. “Excuse me… I hear my mommy calling, come on Damian!” The two boys then ran off, Damian looked over his shoulder to see Vivi waving at him with a grin on her face.

Vivi then started back home, she had gotten most of the stuff and she did not want to be here if her little brat of a niece was going to be coming. She had already been banned from seeing her and she was stubborn but not stupid. She knew she would get nothing but trouble if she went after Innocence… But the great thing was, even if she hurt the wench of a woman it never actually hurt her. She was getting used to it but… She had gotten a real thrill at threatening the boy… Maybe she could get indirect fun by messing with the boy… With a grin well placed on her lips she started back at a calm pace to get Robert all the things he needed…

Back at Lee Damian’s surprise party had been set up and Innocence was going to go pick Damian up when she saw Jalilah and the two boys coming towards her. She gave Jalilah a confused look and Jalilah gave her a borderline worried one. “The child wished to come home saying it was very important… He would not stop crying… I figured you would be finished…” Innocence gave her a confused look that held some worry but she thanked Jalilah and allowed her to enter she then heard a group shout of surprise. She went inside to find everyone looking at each other in confusion. Innocence went over to Damon who looked just as puzzled. “What is wrong?” She gave a her own confused look and Damon just shrugged softly, “We yelled surprised and instead of freaking out over the party he ran upstairs…”

After a moment some doors slamming shut could be heard. Damon frowned, Innocence also frowned. “I think he is a bit young to be at the age to be rebelling…” Innocence then began to follow him up the stairs while everyone sat down and started to chat about the lack of response from the normally hyper boy. While Innocence was following Brishen piped up. “There was some weird woman who wanted to know his name… He had been acting weird since…” Damon took a moment but bit back a snarl, “Did she have blue eyes and white hair?” Brishen nodded slowly and Damon felt his fingernails stabbing into his palms again…

Innocence finally making it to the bathroom she heard sounds from she opened the door to peek her head in. “Damian what are you AH!” She slammed the door open and went over to the edge of the tub to grab her son’s wrists. He then pulled him out of the tub and looked at him with a freaked out look. “What happened?! Why is your skin raw?” Damian did not speak and only looked at the floor. “I am dirty… I do not want to make you dirty…” Innocence gave him a confused look. She then went to hug him but he pulled away and sat on the floor. She frowned and went to try again, “Darling… you re not dirty who told you that?”

Damian did not answer but Damon who had his way upstairs leaned against the door with a glare on his face. “Vivi did…” Innocence looked at him in surprise at his sudden appearance and then what he said hit her. She snapped her head at Damian who was now crying cause his skin hurt from being scrubbed so hard. Innocence bit her lip and stood up, draining the slightly blooded water she grabbed a towel and wrapped him in it. Fighting so he stayed in her embrace. After a moment he just started to cry his body hurt and he was now in his mind making his beloved mother dirty. Innocence let him go and grabbed his shoulders. “Damian… Listen to me. You are not dirty… Of all the times I hugged you, fed you, and bathed with you, I never got sick or became dirty. I am worried… Please do not fight me…”

Damian frowned but stopped fighting. Innocence softly began to pat the worst of the areas on his body and then picked him up carefully. She felt horrible, how Vivi had gotten to him she had no clue but she felt so guilty over letting it happen. She went to go down stairs but she felt her waist being hugged from behind and a soft nuzzle on her neck. She bit her lip harder and tried to keep the tears that were beginning to bubble up from falling. Damian saw his mother’s tears and went to ask her something but she just hugged him a bit tighter and pressed his face into her shoulder. She then slumped her shoulders and turned around so she could bury her face in Damon’s shirt. Damon frowned, maybe he should not have said anything…

He wrapped his arms around her again and slowly rubbed her back. After a moment she calmed down and with a sadden sigh she turned to go down stairs. Damon grabbed her free hand and laced his fingers with hers and walked next to her offering what comfort her could. He wanted to bash Vivi’s face in… She was still causing trouble… He wondered where Rob was… Reaching the group Innocence put on a happy face but her eyes were red from crying. “Um… Can we do this another time… Damian is not feeling well.” The group let out murmers of yes, of course, and sure see you then. They then began to leave even more confused.

Jezebelle watched the group leave and then walked over to Innocence who looked like she was going to start crying again. “Awww Kitten I heard what that minge did to poor Cub… Brishen knows what she looks like now and will make sure that Damian does not see her again. If I see her god will have mercy on her souless body…” Innocence gave her friend a thankful look and watched as the remaining people left. With a sigh she went to get some bandages for Damian’s now almost totally raw body. She was afraid that he would get sick and die if it was not treated for, or at least that is what she had heard about. Damon tugging her hand lead her to the library.

Making it to the library in record time Innocence unwrapped the towel and wanted to sob at the blood that was lining the towel but held it in cause each time she went to cry Damian looked like he was going to follow suit. Damon getting the bandages patted Damian’s head in a caring manner before stepping back to give Innocence enough room. After a few moments he was wrapped up, he seemed sad and tired but allowed to held at least. He looked up at his saddened mother and then over to his pissed father. He thought he was doing good but it seemed it was not good. Reaching the bedroom he snuggled against his mother. It seemed to took it to an extreme… He figured his mother was right she had been fine up to this point but… Just as he eyes went to close and he felt Damon wrap his arms around him and his mother he decided that he would keep clean juuuuuust in case. This time he would just avoid playing in the dirt and avoid scrubbing so hard he loses himself… Yeah that would be a good idea…

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A/N:: Oh my god that was fluffy and saddening. I hope I did not ruin the high the first story gave. I just wanted to explain his OCD a little bit. It has fluff so I did not go to far off base, it just was sugar free fluff. This A/N sucks too and for that I apologize. I will work on these. I just need to be more random so look forward to that in the future.