He stays (for Stella!)

Johnny thinks it over for a second. Right now he would like nothing more then to go back to hotel, to get away from all of these awful uncaring people who just watched him get molested. Yet the way Stella is looking at him, a pleading gaze form her eyes for him to stay with her, and a fierce determined shine that she would protect him if he did. With her kneeling before him doing practically all but, begging for him to stay. He can see she really desires with all her heart for him to stay by her side. Johnny’s mind flashes back to a romance novel of a similar scene. A brave knight, on her knees begging a prince for his hand in marriage. Johnny’s face went red as he found him self picturing Stella as the knight, and him as the prince. Shaking his head no, no he just meet her it’s to early for thoughts like that. Still he feels like they have a bond even though he doesn’t quite knows the nature of it. Johnny does know however that Stella is one of the only people who has ever shown any sort of care for him, and he doesn’t want to lose that. He then drops to the floor as well, and hugs Stella.

“You’ll take care of me right?” Johnny asks, her assurances the only thing he needed to say yes.

“I promise you, no one will bother you with me around.” Stella says hugging Johnny back.

“Okay then I’ll stay here with you.” Johnny says softly.

“Thank you, I promise you won’t regret it Johnny.” Stella smiles, grateful Johnny choose to stay with her.

“ahem Now that, that’s settled may you two please get off the ground, hurry Lady Stella I don’t want anyone seeing you two in such a compromising position.” Grace says shooting a nervous look to the entrance of the balcony.

“I think they look cute.” James giggles watching her embracing Johnny in such a affectionate manner.

“Yes, yes even so master James we don’t need to have anyone one else from the family weighing in with their opinion.” Grace says straightening her collar.

“Alright Grace I hear you.” Stella rolls her eyes, not really caring what anyone in the family thinks right now.

She is more immediately concerned, with making sure she makes Johnny feel protected, and looked after. Still she listens standing, and helping Johnny to his feet as well. She then takes his left hand in her right, and gives it a gentle squeeze. Stella runs a hand through Johnny’s hair, fixing a few stray strands in his face. She’s looking into his eyes now, getting lost in his brown eyes a second before gingerly pulling him behind her.

“Here stay close to me, let’s get you some thing to eat, and drink.” Stella says, waiting a second for Johnny to come to her side before walking back inside.

Grace, and James follow behind as Stella walks with Johnny in step, making sure she doesn’t go to fast let him fall behind. As the reach the door to the main room Johnny can immediately feels bunch of eyes turn to look at him. This gives him pause, even making him take a step back in hesitation. Seeing all the people he starts to feel scared again, his encounter with Willow still lingering in is mind. Stella however sensing Johnny’s fear wraps her arm around his waist, and presses against him.

“Don’t worry with me now nothing will happen to you.” Stella says, with a soft but confident tone of voice.

Johnny, with him in Stella’s caring womanly arms, and her promise that she will protect him, relaxes a bit allowing Stella to start leading him into the room. As she does though he can feel his body tense up, and his breath catch in his throat. So many people, so many of them giving him side eyed glances, and whispering to one another as he walks by. When he spent time on the streets in or in foster homes, he cared very little for what people thought of him. Yet now, with these people being as rich and powerful as they are. Along with the trauma of what he just went through Johnny found him self feeling timid, and self conscious. He can’t help but wonder what everyone thinks of him. What are they saying, what are they thinking? Stella can feel Johnny’s body start to reflect the rising panic in him. His breathing stops, as his whole body clenches up with tension. Quickly she stops, making deal with Johnny’s distress before moving forward.

“Breathe, just breathe I’m here your okay let’s just get you some food, and we will find a little corner away from every one okay?” Stella says as brings her other hand to soothingly rub Johnny’s shoulder, and reassuring.

At the same time Stella starts glaring at anyone who even looks at Johnny the wrong way. Quickly gazes turn to the side, and whispering subsides as Stella scans the room. Her face bares a look threatening look, seemingly sending a message to everyone that she, and her guest are not to be messed with right now. This seems to dissuade most of the room from focusing to much on her, Johnny. Most of them.....

“Well, well, well cousin are you bringing in boys off the street for the women the family to do with as they wish ?” A snarky voice form behind says.

Stella turns slightly with, Johnny as well to face who ever dared made such remark.
Stella’s face then goes from one of anger to one of annoyance once she see’s who it.

“Cousin Olivia...” Stella mutters through grit teeth, distain and contempt in her voice as she recognizes the person before her.

Johnny takes a good look over this cousin Olivia which Stella seems to dislike so much. She seems to be a little younger then Stella, perhaps even same age as you. Her hair is a bleach blonde color, and spiked up with a so much product it almost looks plastic. This Olivia has sharp well cared for eye brows, which rest under a pair of sharp almost piercing eyes. Her face is triangle shaped, with some high cheek bones. Her build is a smaller then Stella’s, yet still a bit bigger then Johnny’s own. As well she is shorter then Stella by about half an inch, yet with the confident stance she has it some how made her seem almost taller. With her smile Johnny can see she has set of perfectly white teeth with a pair her notable looking canines which look so sharp Johnny almost thought the girl might be a vampire.

As well she wears a crisp pure white suit, with coat tails on the back that almost trail down to the floor. She also has a pair of matching white slacks to match her suit. On her feet she has pair of white dyed crocodile wing tailed shoes. As well around her neck she wears a red, and white striped tie. On her hands she also has a pair of pure white silk gloves. Then as if her outfit didn’t stand out enough she has a large red rose on her lapel.

“Don’t glare so much cousin, one would think you weren’t happy to see me.” Olivia grins, flashing a more taunting then friendly smile.

“I have no time to converse with cousin my guest has been through a lot in my apsense.” Stella says curtly, wanting to end this conversation already.

“I say one would think your mother didn’t teach you proper adicte to not leave a man unattended at a party, it’s both a bad look and leave a boy **** to unsavory characters.” Olivia say, running her hand back though he spiked up hair.

“Yes I’ll be sure to keep that in mind cousin.” Stella’s says attempting to let Olivia steer this conversation any way she wants so she could just make her point and move on.

“See that you do I know I certainly wouldn’t let something happen to such a little flower if he was in my company.”

Olivia then grabs Johnny’s hand in her own, and placed a gentle kiss on the center of it. Stella eyes shoots daggers at Olivia for this looking like she’s about to say something rather unpleasant to her cousins. She stops her self however, knowing that’s just what Olivia wants, for her to get into a confrontation. To have Stella cause a seen a draw even more negative attention to her self then she already has. Johnny himself can’t help but be taken aback by the sudden move. In a moment of pure mainly instincts his face turns a bit red at the bid of affection. After all this cousin Olivia is very handsome, and Johnny couldn’t help but feel attracted to him. Off course he immediately feels guilty as he is still in Stella’s arms when he makes such a reaction to Olivia. Seeing Johnny a bit thrown of by her little stunt Olivia smirks, seeming to be satisfied with the little bit of turmoil she’s caused.

“Anyway I hope you take my advice cousin, you should treat your men better if you don’t want them to be stolen right out from
under you, heh I’ll see you around then.” Olivia says walking off with a bit of mischief in her step, and grin on her face.

“sigh let’s go.” Stella’s says turning around, and walking with Johnny over to the catering.

She then shakes her head.

“Come on then let’s get some food in you” Stella says seeming to restate what she just said, with a brighter attitude as she tries to push what just happens to the back of her mind, and not bring down the mood.

Johnny nods still, a little befuddled by what just happened as he sees all of the delicious food laid out in tin trays he quickly forgets as well.

“Here is their anything in particular you would like?” Stella asks getting Johnny a plastic plate.

Before Johnny is spread of pastas, meats, vegetables, and a plethora of different types of food from all over the world. From Italian, and Swedish, all the way to Asian cuisine. As well there is a few different standard food like Mac, and cheese, and fried chicken. Johnny could feel him self starting to salivate as took it all in, the smell as well making him want to just start grabbing handfuls, and stuffing food into his mouth. His time on the streets, had made half way decent meals a rarity for him. Yet right now he seems to be gazing upon the best lookin collection of food he, had ever seen.

“C-can I have some of that, and some of that, m-maybe some of this, and that and that and-.”

“Woah slow down there, the food isn’t going any where.” Stella giggles, at Johnny’s eagerness to indulge.

“S-sorry I got a bit carried away.” Johnny apologizes, feeling a bit embarrassed he fiddles with his skirt his, ears burning.

Dang it he can’t act like such a slob. He has to have some bit of masculine poise here, especially in a place like this. Looking around he sees all the other men around. They all conduct themselves in such a elegant manner, the way they stand, the way sit, it all admits an aura of class. Even the odder looking boys who stand out a bit more, still seem to carry themselves with a bit of superiority to the average man.

“Hey don’t worry about it, I was just worried that you might over flow your plate.” Stella reassures Doug, seeing he is fretting over it.

“Here let’s just grab a few things you can always get more later if you want there’s no way we will run out of everything as mother always makes sure we’re stocked with more then enough for the whole family.”

“Okay, ummm can I get some of that, and that, and the chicken over there.” Johnny says pointing out what he wants to Stella who loads it onto the plate for him.

“Alright let me just get a little bit for myself to okay?” Stella says grabbing her own plate, as she hands Johnny his.

Johnny is tempted to start eating right now yet he contains him, resolved to at least wait until he got seated.

“ konnichiwa!!!” A loud voice from behind suddenly yells.

This makes Johnny jump out of his skin, and spills a bunch of food onto hims self.

“Ah sorry, sorry!” The person from behind says spinning Johnny around, and wiping the food off of his jacket.

Johnny’s a little discombobulated as he finds himself staring at a boy with hot pink hair, and a braided ponytail.

“Haruto, I didn’t know you where coming.” Stella says surprised to see the boy in front of her.

“Stella-san ah, I made a mistake.” The hot pink haired boy says bowing apologetic to Stella.

“I can see that here let me help.” Stella says grabbing some napkins from the table next to her, and helping to clean Johnny up.

“Hello, uhh Stella-san this is?” The boy asks pointing at Johnny as he gets the last of food off of him.

“This is my friend Johnny, Haruto, he’s my guest for this evening.” Stella says putting a hand on Johnny’s shoulder.

“I see hello Johnny!” Haruto says giving Johnny a little bow.

Haruto’s English is a little awkward, and with his heavy accent Johnny assumes he isn’t not native to the US.

“Umm Hello.” Johnny says returning the gesture with his own awkward bow.

“Haruto is a distance relative from Japan, he’s also an idol as well.” Stella says, her voice full of fondness as she speaks of Haruto.

“What’s an idol?” Johnny asks looking confused.

He has never heard of such a thing. Well except in a religious context, and though Johnny is hesitant to assume Haruto is some sort of monk.

“It’s like a name for a popstar in Japan.”

“Oh I see.”

That makes a lot more sense to Johnny as Haruto seems to be part Asian, in facial features. Then there’s as clothes Hatruto is wearing, which are quite cute, and stylish. His outfit consists of a loosely worn shiny white leather jacket, which cuts off above his stomach. It is as well missing sleeve on the right hand side. On the left side just over his heart is a bright pink star graphic. On his hands he has a pair of fingerless fishnet gloves, the one on his right extending all the way to shoulder, more then likely to compensate for the lack of a sleeve. For bottoms Haruto has the same shiny white leather for a skirt that stops just above his knees.

As well the skirt has two round cuts on his sides though a pair of black modestly shorts keep any skin from being shown. For shoes, Haruto has lifted boots which are again made of shiny white leather. They are different lengths how ever with the right one climbing all the way up to his knee while the other only reaches his ankle. On that same side though a fishnet legging is there mirroring the one on Haruto’s arms. Finally under his jacket is a black shirt with a graphic of an amine character, a with the shirt cutting off at the mid rift and showing his smooth stomach. The outfit really compliments Haruto’s cute petite body type the only things giving his silhouette a bit of depth being his skirt, and jacket.

Haruto also has a good bit of make up on him to really make his face pop as well. With a his lashes have a bit of glitter on them which sparkle from the light of the room. Then there’s a bit of pinkish red blush which soften up his rather thin, diamond shaped face. His eyebrows are sharp, mainly, and seem to be dyed the same color of his hair. Around his eyes is a bit of hot pink eyeliner which fades to a slightly darker purple the father it gets out. His lips are full with a cyan sparkle lip gloss which goes well with all the pink on his face, and outfit.

With such an outstanding look, Johnny wouldn’t be surprised if Haruto actually preformed in the get up he is wearing.

“Ah Stella-san can I join you?” Haruto asks, seeing that Johnny, and Stella are looking for some place to sit.

“Well I don’t know-.”

“It’s fine Stella really, I don’t mind.” Johnny says, knowing Stella is just looking out for his sake.

He didn’t seems any hostile from Haruto, and honestly while it would be nice to spend some time alone with Stella he, also felt like it would seem to much like a date. And their not dating, r-right so no need to make it seem like they are. Besides it’ll be easier for Johnny to hold a conversation with Stella if some one she knew was their.

“Well if Johnny is fine with it I have no problem catching up with you for a bit Haruto.” Stella smiles at Haruto, seemingly extra friendly with the boy.

“Yay arigato, uh I mean thank you Johnny!” Haruto says doing an excited little hop.

“Oh do you want anything to eat while your here Haruto we have a lot of food.” Stella says pointing over to the trays.

“Later later, I’ll eat later come on let’s just converse for a little bit.” Haruto says his wording a bit odd no doubt to English not being his first language.

“Okay then theirs a little spot in the corner over their that’s a bit quieter.” Stella turns motioning for, Johnny and Haruto to follow.

“Come on Johnny!” Haruto chirps happily, as he suddenly takes Johnny by the hand, and leads him on.

Johnny’s taken a bit off guard by Haruto suddenly grabbing him. Yet he then feels a small smile come across his face. The hand he is holding is soft and gentle. The fingers interlocking with his own, like the boy already had good standing relationship with him. Johnny finds him self not minding it at all. Haruto seems like a very friendly young man, and Stella seems to enjoy his company. The atmosphere between the three of has turned very pleasant, and Johnny finds himself forgetting his worries, and anxieties.

The three of them, then take a seat by a little seating arrangement of to the side. It’s like a little waiting room with large cushioned chairs that each one of them takes a seat in. Johnny exhales deeply as he settles into his chair. finally he feels himself starting to calm. Perhaps now is the time to just unwind, and get to know Stella, and the new comer Haruto some more...