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Date Posted: 10:22:13 01/23/02 Wed
Author: Marz
Subject: Flea bath
In reply to: Tristan 's message, "Hit me, baby, one more time" on 02:06:47 01/23/02 Wed

Marz wondered why Tristan refused to tell him what Tia's hand signals meant. Apparently, it was all right to keep secrets from each other. He'd keep that in mind because he thought a relationship was based on sharing everything with the person you loved. In a way, it felt good knowing that it was okay to hold some things back from the dragon if he wanted to.

Tia and secrets fled from him mind the instant Tristan announced he would help him learn how to fight with a weapon in both hands. Eagerly, he withdrew his sword, the blade feeling strange in his left hand. Although Marz had perfected his sword fighting technique, he felt like a beginner again at the moment.

His movements were rather uncoordinated because he wasn't use to thrusting with his left hand. And, the incessant itching that plagued him certainly didn't help matters any! He wondered if he was allergic to the centaurs or some of the strange plants that grew around the oasis. When he was a child, he broke out in hives after eating some berries from a vine that grew in his backyard. Sistino got really ticked off about that. He had poked a couple of holes in a sack and made Marz wear it over his head so he wouldn't have to look at his blotchy face. That was pretty funny now that the ex-gang leader thought about it. He never had a problem looking at the black eyes and bruises his fists left behind on my face, but a few red blotches bothered him!

Marz was fervently scratching at the area behind his right knee when Tristan called out for him to stop. He sheathed his blade then stared at the dragon while rubbing at an itchy elbow. When Val appeared and reached out to touch him, Marz pushed his hands away. "I'm not sick or injured so keep your probing hands to yourself!"

Only after the healer made a comment about his noticeable itching, did Marz concede to an examination. His eyes went wide and his mouth fell open when Val told him he had fleas. At first he thought that he must have gotten them from the centaurs, but when he saw a dripping wet Justin sitting off in the distance scratching his arm raw, he changed his mind. That damn Barry must have dumped fleas on the merc and they jumped on him with he made contact with the man. Since Marz didn't want anyone else getting infested, he told Val about Justin after the healer handed him a bottle of medicine.

Val moved off toward the merc and Marz turned to face Tristan, who stood with his arms crossed over his chest. "I am not touching you until you get rid of them," he declared adamantly.

Marz narrowed his eyes. Instead of his lover being concerned that he might get eaten alive by fleas, he was only worried about his own well being, and looked at him as if he had the raking plague! When Tristan muttered something about him bringing home the mange, Marz got pissed. "Fine! Don't ever touch me again! Then you'll never have to worry about me infesting OR infecting you with anything!"

The ex-gang leader spun on his heels and stomped away, his long strides taking him to the pond. Angrily, he undressed behind a tree since he didn't want to upset any of the prudes in the group who claimed embarrassment at the sight of a naked body. A moment later he laughed, wondering why the hell he even gave a damn about upsetting anyone. He tossed his possibly flea infested clothing under a bush since he had other garments in his pack.

Remembering Val's instructions, he smeared the smelly medicine all over his body then drenched his hair with the stuff. Now, I'm supposed to wait a few minutes before rinsing it off. Hopefully, the medicine would eliminate the fleas and the water would get rid of the stench of the medicine! Marz looked up when he heard footsteps and saw Jeremy staring at him. Obviously, he wasn't bothered by his nakedness.

"I overheard what happened," the otherworldly youth said. "I think it was pretty cruel of Tristan to make light of your problem." He dug through his pack then handed Marz a tiny bar of lavender soap he had taken from a hotel room back on his world. "That'll get rid of the stink of the medicine."

Jeremy took a step closer to the ex-gang leader. "I'll wash you're back if you want me to. Unlike Tristan, I'm not afraid of catching anything from you, Marz."

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