The imposter, who was currently smirking behind Rin’s shoulder at Kel smugly.
His eyes narrowed.
Rin shifted so he was standing more in front of the imposter.
“He’s not you,” Kelevra said, still undecided whether or not he should try to make a grab for the imposter and bash his face in for that look.
“Who’s to say.” The imposter’s grinned wide, but he dropped the expression completely when Rin turned to send him a glare. “I was minding my business, I swear.”
“Really?” Rin quirked a brow. “Is that why I showed up to find you about to—”
“I kept my manors,” the imposter cut him off.
After another moment where the two stared at one another, almost as if they were having some freaky mental conversation, Rin let out a growl and then spun back on Kelevra. “What were you doing with my brother?”
“Twins.” Kel couldn’t stop looking at the two of them together. “You didn’t mention that.”
“There’s a lot about me you don’t know,” Rin stated. “And it’s not like you really gave me the time to share.”
Kelevra licked his lips, taking an idle step closer. “I don’t know, I think we shared a lot.”
“Do bodily fluids count now?” the imposter leaned in and asked his brother, quiet enough no one else could overhear aside from them and Kel.
“No,” Rin said.
“We got to know one another carnally,” Kelevra corrected. “I think that matters.”
“Ithinkyou shouldn’t be here.”
“I concur,” a new voice, dark and deep, interrupted, and Kel groaned before turning to watch as Baikal walked up to them.
The man was every bit the cliché mafia prince one would envision, from his dark hair to the mysterious teal eyes. He was the same height as Kelevra, and just as broad, though he dressed in uniform and wore his school’s pin like a good little princeling should.
Barf.
There was an intensity to Baikal, a sense he gave off warning people he wasn’t to be messed with. He moved like a predator and even though he didn’t need it to take a life, he carried a blaster on him no matter where he went.
“Lost, Imperial?” Kal came to a stop a few feet away from their group. He spared a glance toward Rin, but spent a second longer taking in the brother.
“You know him?” Kelevra asked, tipping his chin toward the imposter.
“Sila Varun,” Baikal replied. “He’s friends with Rabbit.”
“Ah,” he hummed in understanding, “your little bunny, was it?”
“Excuse you?” Rin asked, but he was glaring at Kel.
His brother, Sila, moved then, resting a hand on Rin’s shoulder. He leaned in and whispered something, this time low enough that not even Kelevra could hear.
Rin sneered but nodded.
Sila stepped away, but the two remained quiet.
Kel didn’t like it. He liked it even less than he’d liked the thought of the dark-haired freshman flirting with what was his. Didn’t matter that they were identical twins. The fact that someone else on this planet had a connection with Rin made him livid, maybe even enough to—
“You cause trouble in my territory and we’re going to have problems,” Baikal said then, cutting into Kel’s red haze.
Kelevra took a deep breath. “I’m just here to collect what’s mine and then I’ll be on my way.”
