Danger Zone

Aiden is so excited to go to the mall with both Daime and Primo. They never went out ever since the things that had happened. Both between his sister and the Santoro boys.

"I can finally relax! After long periods of quizzes and activities, this day could be more beautiful!"

Daime laughs at Aiden when he remembers that it is indeed their middle year where most teachers would only give them projects as their final grade instead of an exam.

He looks at Primo with a knowing gaze but Primo only shakes his head. 

"I won't give out any projects for this year. Each of my students should take the final exam no matter their grades or scores will be."

Aiden's excitement stops when he hears Primo talk and glares at him. "

"What? What did you just say, Mr. Santoro?"

Primo flinches by how mad Aiden sounds like right now. He is looking at Primo with a blank expression but his voice tone sounds like someone is ready to kill him. 

"What do you mean your students will be taking that forensic medicine exam? Do you want us to die?"

Primo flinches back before staring at Daime who is looking back at him as he shakes his head.

"Don't worry. I am still planning on it. It might happen or it might not. So you can relax at that."

Aiden sighs in relief as he stares back at Primo with his eyes glaring with fire. 

"Decide on it as soon as possible or no sex for you for a year! I still haven't forgiven you Santoros for what you did to my family!"

Aiden stomps his way to his room before yelling back to the two Santoros about dressing up and which mall they will go to. 

Primo can only shake his head while Daime chuckles as they made their way to their own room and dress up. 

Primo brings his clothes on Daime's room the other day because Aiden doesn't want to share room with him after what happened to his sister.

"I only comply because I don't want him to get angrier. Plus, I know he cute when he is angry but I know he had gone training as well since Matautias are tough nuts to crack."

Daime laughs at this reason while Primo is lifting the hem of his shirt. The latter only smiles as he pulls his pants up to his waist and sprays perfume that he brought from Switzerland.

"You still have that? I thought you already thrown it away."

Daime looks at Primo before looking down to the spray bottle that he is holding. He frowns as he looks back at Primo's direction with a confused expression.

Primo shakes his head as he walks towards Daime and takes the spray bottle from him and looks at the label and the manufacturer behind it.

"Knew it. That Old Witch, I should've known. Throw that shitty thing away."

Daime frowns even more to Primo. He can't understand why his cousin is saying such a thing that is pertaining to this specific perfume spray that his sister gave him.

"Your sister gave you this, didn't she? Of course, she would. That Old Hag will punish her if she didn't."

Daime's eyes widen in surprise, making Primo smiles widely before putting it down and grabs his wallet.

"Let me buy you a new one and throw this bullshit away. It has a stinky smell anyway."

Daime glares at him and takes the spray bottle and hides it inside his closet. Primo chuckles at his reaction but then made him realize what he meant.

"Wait, did you mean-?"

Primo nods, confirming Daime's conclusion. Daime freezes and stares at his cabinet before pulling the spray bottle away from it and throw it to the trash bin.

"Yeah, buy me a new one. Any brand will do. Also make sure that it is an expensive one."

Primo only nods before going back to pick his clothes and immediately dresses up before Aiden knocks on their doors and screams at them. 

Minutes later, Daime finally goes out of his room after changing his shirt that he sprayed with the perfume bottle. If Primo didn't tell him anything about it, he will still be using the spray bottle like a headless chicken.

"Tch. No wonder it smells like that. I hate it, at first. But then she kept on bothering me to wear the perfume."

Primo chuckles as they made their way down from the condominium. Aiden is in front of them listening to his favorite songs on Sitefy while walking as Primo and Daime talks freely about the perfume.

"I didn't know why my sister gave that to me. What a sus."

Primo shakes his head and reminds him to tell Daime later why most Santoro girls wear those type of perfumes. 

During his training, Primo had smelt something like that before and complains how stinky it smells. But the girls only laugh at him and squeals like dying pigs.

He hates it. He hates the smell so much that he always complains to his brother about it.

But his brother can't do anything because it is like a tradition inside the Santoro family. 

He could only sigh and pats Primo's head before walking away and joining his gold digger wife, who is frowning at him because he did not buy her the most expensive wedding ring.

Primo clutches his fists and shakes his head to get the memory out of his mind but Aiden sees it yet he didn't ask about it.

They walk towards the car and Aiden immediately goes inside near the passenger seat while Daime and Primo looks at each other.

"You drive or we all die? You know my driving skills are not for the weak at heart."

Aiden looks at the two of them as he looks confusedly at Daime. The younger Santoro looks back at him and scratches behind his head as he smiles sheepishly. 

"I can drive."

Aiden can hear the next line already, making him shakes his head and looks at Primo as his eyes plead him to drive because he can't die before getting a relaxing date just like this. 

Primo stares at those muddy brown eyes that he suddenly had a major flashback when he is still with his brother somewhere in Switzerland.

It is somewhere between silver and gold stage and some Arabian night design. Primo is feeling crazy because something like this happened before and he can't remember when.

Aiden already frowns at Primo as the latter is saying anything other than lowly murmuring as if he is chanting a curse to Aiden.

Daime pats Primo's shoulder, making Primo wakes up from his slow slumber and stares at Aiden with his ocean blue eyes.

"Did we perhaps meet before the fight?"

Aiden looks at Primo before shaking his head as he can't think of any memories being with Primo before the fight happened. 

"Primo, are you okay?"

Primo shakes his head but he still can't remove the feeling of familiarity as he stares at Aiden's eyes. 

He sighs and hopes that it just some side effects of the medicine he is taking. 

Though, in his mind, he knows that he already meet Aiden somewhere before the fight between Santoros and Matautias. The one that ruined all the friendship and the partnership that both families had made.

Primo sighs and takes his seat on the car while Aiden is in the passenger seat and Daime at the back. 

He shakes his head but it only made him dizzy but something happened while he is driving down the highway as the traffic occurs.

Hash brown eyes stares into his as he moves further away from him, watching his fading figure while Primo walks to his brother's room.

"Who is he?"

He whispers to himself, not caring on how his brother looks at him while he walks down to the bench near the lake.

"Ash? Let's go?"

Melancholic voice and a sad smile shows up to his face as he tries to convince his brother to join the party. His brother's piercing icy blue eyes made him shiver as they indicate he is not interested.

He sighs and went up to his brother, who is busy looking out the lake that is glistening at the moonlight that shines upon it.

"Look at that, brother. Look at the moon as it shines to the lake. It made the lake looks like a sea of diamonds. It is beautiful."

He stops as he looks at the glistening lake. His soft smile shows as he taps his brother's shoulder. 

"Ash? Do this for me?"

It should be an order, a command, since he is the eldest but at this point, Ash should be the eldest as he begs for him to come out of the stage with him. Showing their fake smile to the people they would become their family.

"Please?"

His brother sighs as he stands up from his chair and looks at his brother with his icy blue skies. 

"Never again."