The next few weeks passed by without incident. Yixing was a faithful servant to Nana’s every request which managed, with great difficulty, to continued being conducted fully clothed. Kris continued his training with Jaejoong, steadily improving in his leadership skills. Though he had managed to apologize to both Jongdae and Tao, his relationship with them stayed relatively the same. Tao scowled at him less, while Jongdae really paid no mind to his presence. Jongdae began to feel everything around him was monotonous.  Lyn had returned to him on his D.E nights, though he thought it would be the last time, she still came only once every other week. She claimed it was to check up on him, he was grateful either way. Tao’s relationship with Yixing never did return back to the way it was. Something about having to please Yixing by meeting his mother didn’t make him feel comfortable. He just felt that Yixing was holding it over his head though the older boy never acted as if he was. And Xiumin-every day he was assigned-went to school, and everyday he left with a heavy heart. What he thought would be the trouble actually was not. The students grew used to the fact that one of their own worked at the prestigious Agit Night. Some girls even asked if it was possible for him to entertain them for free. The males thought he was cool for getting paid for having to be with girls at all.    But the professors…   It was their job to teach him. It was their job to assign a lesson, explain it, and then grade his work. It wasn’t their job to seclude him from the rest of the class, assign him seats away from the females so he wouldn’t “become a distraction”, or put him out of class because they were tired of seeing his face on the television at home and in their class.   Xiumin couldn’t believe such a petty excuse could be made for sending a paying student willing to learn, out of the class.   What was worse, was every petition made to the dean by him, went unnoticed.   He found that he didn’t mind sitting away from everyone else. He could deal with seclusion away from constant peering eyes. He didn’t mind being away from the females, they were a nuisance and he got enough of their presence when he was working nights.   But being put out?   Xiumin still didn’t understand what that one professor held against him. The rest settled with him sitting away from the rest of class, but he seemed to not be able to even stand the site of Xiumin. There was nothing the university student could do to wrap his mind around this situation, one he had not prepared for.     ~~~~~~~~~~~     Tao sat quietly on a newly put together swing at the park, moving himself back and forth slowly. He didn’t like being inside of the suite with nowhere to go any longer. True, he could spend his days with Jongdae, but decided against it. Apparently his “Gege” did not like seeing him with Jongdae.   The younger man gave a hollow laugh to himself. He couldn’t believe that Yixing had actually told him that he shouldn’t spend so much time with Jongdae. Had this happened a few months earlier, before  he had gotten the opportunity to really get to know Jongdae, he wouldn’t have questioned Yixing.    But now?   What was his motive for telling the younger not to associate with someone he had things in common with? Someone who actually gave him pretty good advice from experience and not just because he thought it was the right thing to say?   When Yixing had initially begged him to limit his association with Jongdae, he thought that the other was crazy. Then he thought that Yixing was just selfish, though that word never did apply to one he called older brother. But one thing was definite, he didn’t comprehend what Yixing was asking of him without thinking something bad about him.   He just couldn’t.   Yet, he wanted to respect the elders wish.   So he found himself sitting at the park when Yixing would come back to the suite while Nana did not need him.   He thought that if he would try not to see Jongdae, then he would make it where he couldn’t see Yixing either.   That was his way of being fair.   The lone boy sighed, gripping tightly at the chains holding the swing up. So much had taken place in his life, but the things he experienced since working at Agit, were so much more emotionally traumatizing. His body almost felt trained to deal with pain after so many years. But mentally and emotionally, all of the turmoil he had seen from everyone else, things he had dealt with, feelings he felt in love and protection of others, felt so much more devastating.    He didn’t know what to do.   What was worse, no one seemed equipped to help him…not even ‘Yiyi Gege’.     ~~~~~~~~~~     His long legs carried him down the hall to