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Let The Rain Fall II

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Let The Rain Fall II

It was cold outside as the temperatures began to drop in preparation for the coming snowstorm. His fingers were numb as he took the final draw from his cigarette before dropping it to the ground, crushing it out with his foot. The heat from the lighter was nice as it began to thaw his icing fingertips, causing them to tingle mildly, as he lit another smoke. Through the pale grey cloud he exhaled, Jazz watched as the small guy who was the student teacher of his French class walked toward him, along the path.

It was odd, Camryn was so physically small and everyone knew his past, that he would be teaching. Sure, he'd held his position for over a year now, but none the less. He had some serious courage. Jazz had heard some strange rumours start to emerge about him being involved with some student, but they were only vague and no one knew for sure.

"Bonjour, Monsieur Morrison." Jazz greeted as he finished off the cigarette and crushed it out under foot beside the one depleted earlier.

"Bonjour, Jazz. S'il vous plait appelez-moi Camryn. Avez-vous eut des problèmes avec les questions dans le manuel?"

"Non, je n'ai pas." Jazz smiled confidently; he wasn't having any problems with learning the language or the homework. Naturally, typically, curiosity got the better of him and he asked about the blue-eyed blonde regularly found waiting for the teacher at the door to the classroom after the lessons ended.

"Oh. Um…"

A smile pulled at the corners of Jazz's mouth, shaping his thin lips into the suggestion of an intrigued smile.

"He was my foster brother before Dean Morrison adopted me. We're good friends, Jazz."

He nodded slowly. "Okay, but why does he always look so…"

"So what?"

"Just, protective. And sad."

"He just cares, we've been friends for a long time now." Camryn was visibly flustered, thinking maybe he would have to ask Nate not to wait for him outside the classroom anymore. They could meet somewhere else.

"Vous savez, c'est bien. Je ne voudrais pas parler à personne." Jazz said softly as he took several steps toward the teacher, cocking his head to the side just a few inches from the others. It was true; he mostly likely wouldn't tell anyone if there were something going on between the teacher and the blonde guy  – they'd work it eventually anyway.  Surprised and confronted, Camryn stepped back sharply, stumbling before catching himself.

"Vous lisez trop à rien." He went to step around Jazz and continue on his way home but the older student sidestepped to stop him.

A victorious smile pulled at his lips and brightened his eyes. Something about the way Camryn avoided it told him that he was right, he was onto something. Moving further into his teacher's personal space, he pecked him on the lips, very quickly and with no emotion.

Camryn squeaked and pulled back swiftly, again stumbling but managing to regain his balance before he would have fallen to the ground. "What…Jazz, you can't do that."

"Sorry, sir. I just figured as your not already going with a student I may as well take my chance." He smiled broadly, with no pretence for innocence. He had no interest in Camryn, not sexually. But boy did he react well.

"I…No." Camryn turned sharply and walked away quickly back the way he had come.

Laughing to himself, satisfied, Jazz let him go.
Camryn belongs to Soleste81

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This is the only story with Jazz in it that I have posted - [link] - and I know, tis terrible.

You wouldn't know from this but Jazz can be a bit well... so I guess he is behaving himself here.

All comments and feedback welcome =D
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Aranicoshi's avatar
Oh another way to fluster camryn, exploiting that is fun isnt it? :D