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Chapter 3 - Meeting L

Noah could tell he was sleeping after that because he couldn't focus on anything. In the back of his mind he figured that he wasn't going to wake up, the whole thing just felt messed up. It didn't make any sense for him to be reincarnated for the pleasure of some perverted little girl who only saw him as a toy.

"Are you dumb?" and with that Noah was jerked out of his deep thoughts and looking at a mirror that sat across from him at the table. Why he was dreaming about a table that was split in half by a mirror he also didn't know.

"It's not a mirror you dumb ass," the Noah across from him sneered.

"Huh?" Noah startled at seeing the other him moving out of sync.

"I'm your system. Miss must have found your figure cute and simply copied it for me, you can call me L," L said. "I know it is a lot to take in but I need to brief you fast so we can get you to wake up."

"Brief me?" Noah asked thinking of a recent spy movie he had watched where the agent managed to take down a mob by...

"Stay on track here! Fuck you are going to be an annoying one I can already tell. I'm your system and basically, in order to 'pay' for your resurrection, you will have to complete some tasks in order to keep the Miss happy. I am a first-level system so none of your tasks are going to be too hard, honestly, most of it is just to help you get a little confidence and such. I mean if you fuck it up the punishments are stupid too. I think the Miss was just wanting to be nice to you. Or maybe not I mean who cares?" L rants away looking at Noah again he asks, "Did you get all that?"

"What? P-punishments? How is that fair? What type of punishments?"

"Hmmm," L smirks, "It depends on what you fuck up but really the way a first-level system is set up any punishment will simply push you towards an original goal anyway. I think you get the gist of it so I'm going to have you wake up now. I will be in your head if you need anything just ask."

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Jason jerked awake and rolled over to check his phone groaning when he saw that once again there was no news. It had been a week since Noah had fallen and he had been kept in a coma to let him heal. Yesterday the doctors had said the swelling in his brain had gone down enough for them to let him wake up but so far he had not.

After a moment sitting there looking at his phone he shifted before feeling dampness and cussing lowly to himself as he threw off his sheets. Why the fuck couldn't he be normal. Noah is in a fucking coma and here he is sleeping in a soft bed haveing wet dreams about magical kisses awakening his sleeping beauty.

Grabbing his sheets he headed off to take a cold shower and calm down before swinging by the hospital. Nate had barely been sleeping all week refusing to leave his brothers room and their parents had also been practically camping out at the hospital. Noah was only allowed two guests at a time so at least that forced them to occasionally leave and take care of other thing.

As he finished getting ready and headed out to his car he paused before running back up to his room and grabbing a small clay lion that Noah had made for him a few months ago and placing it in his pocket. He had felt supper special about the lion until he realized that Noah had practically made an entire zoo and was giving them out to just about everyone.

After realizing how many people Noah had given clay figurines to he had ignored the younger boy for almost a week. He knew it didn't make sense for him to be getting jealous over Noah when he had never managed to tell Noah how he felt, heck, he didn't even know if Noah liked him back. With a smirk Jason thought about the day he had realized Noah was gay, or at least bi-sexual, and that he may even have a bit of a chance.

It had been over the summer when a group from school had gone to the beach together and he had been caught starring at Noah by one of Noah's classmates. After realizing it he had almost gone and grabbed Noah then but was stopped when Nate had come up and started a conversation that he had been pulled into.

Moving his thoughts back into the present as he pulled up to a Taco Bell and ordered 12 breakfast burritos, okay no judging, he plans to share them with Nate and his parents, but really he is just hungry. After retrieving food and making his way to the hospital he manages to hide the two building bags of tacos from the nurses as he wanders in not quite sure if he is allowed to bring in this type of food but also not wanting to be told he couldn't.

"Hey there," he says softly as he walks in and sees that Nate alone is sitting in the room with Noah. "Where are your parents?"

"They went to go get breakfast from the cafeteria," Nate grunts, "oh thank the gods for that because the food here tastes like shit." He quickly grabbed one of the bags of food and took out the top borrito not even looking at what it was before he was shoving it in his mouth.

Jason chuckled at the sight, "Careful there, don't want to give your parents any ideas about what you can fit in your mouth."

"Shub ub," Nate snarls around a mouthful of food before shoving the second half in his mouth after only a few chews.

Jason looked over at Noah and frowned. "Any signs of him waking up?"

"No, but they did say its not too worrying yet," but already the small smile that semi-decent food had brought to him was gone as he shoved his hand into the bag for another borrito, choosing to keep eating rather then talking about anything else. Jason followed his example but his eyes were not on the food he was putting into his mouth but rather the soft, pinkish lips of the boy laying quietly in front of him.

It only took another ten minutes or so for Nate and Noah's parents to return to the room. They were not too surprised that there was only one borrito left for each of them by the time they returned from gathering granols bars and low fat yogurt from the cafeteria, but they enjoyed the treat anyways. None of the family wanted to leave today hoping that Noah would wake up any minute now but seeing that the room was full the parents went back out to sit in the waiting room down the hall. "Man, I feel bad for kicking your parents out. Is it better if I leave?" Jason asked.

"No, they need to get out of here for a bit and are likely pretty stressed out by just staring at him," Nate trailed off looking at his younger brother before suddenly sprining up, "Shit, bathroom, too many beans!"

Jason laughed as Nate booked it out of the room leaving him alone with the sleeping beauty. Jason sighed and shifted on the chair leaning forward to grab Noah's hand. Noah's eyelashes were closed hiding the blue gems the long lashes laying against the pale skin, whitened with the lack of activity the past few days. Unfortunatly for Noah's innocent lips Jason still couldn't get the dream of sleeping beauty from his head and being left alone with the boy didn't help. He leaned back a moment checking that there were no nurses passing by before swifly bending down and placing a soft chase kiss on the side of Noah's mouth before swiftly leaning back with a blush across his face and looking back around the room as if in the half second he was looking away someone may have appeared to notice him taking advantage.

Because he was looking about so much he failed to see the lashes he had just been admiring fluttering open and was only alerted to the awakening prince when the hand he was holding twitched.