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Toris was too busy trying to restrain the boy to realise what he was saying. Unfortunately, for them, Ivan and the woman turned to the commotion. Ivan grinned, looking down at the rampaging boy. Alfred looked up at his father, eye twitching. “Monster…”
“Well, well; if it isn’t little Matt- or is it Alfred? I could never tell…” snickered Ivan, eyeing the boy.
“You’re a bastard-”
“Watch your mouth, brat! You must be Alfred with such a foul mouth…” The two glared at each other.
Ivan started towards the boy, but was stopped by a grip on his arm. “Ivan don’t: he’s not your responsibility anymore…”
Behind him stood Francois, gripping the arm: it looked like he was trying to stare the giant man down. Ivan smirked and seised his advances. The woman, who had seeked refuge behind the Frenchman, stepped forward and said, “Brother please, you mustn’t fight in the school, especially not with a student.”
Francois relinquished the arm as Ivan growled, “Yuri, do you not know who that is?” The Russian glared back at her. She shook her head as he smirking. Instead of responding, a small, shaking blonde boy appeared at his side, “Raivis, there you are. We must go now.”
The boy nodded, looking down. “Yuri, I will see you some other time, yes?”
She nodded as the man and boy left. Francois ran over to Alfred, who was still in Toris’s arms. Toris let go as Francois knelt down and held the boy within his arms. Alfred was still shaking with anger, fist full of the Frenchman’s shirt. Francois kissed him on the head and whispered, “Matthew, it’s okay, I’m here now…”
After a few second, the boy stopped shaking and a sigh was heard as he started sobbing again. Francois picked him up, cradling the boy.
Yuri sighed and said, “I’m very sorry, brother… I mean, Ivan doesn’t normally come here.”
“Apparently, he’s baby sitting his niece Raivis at the moment. Poor Raivis, though: he’s easily picked on, and often does errands for Ivan,” said Toris. “Normally the boy’s father, Eduard, comes to pick him up. I haven’t seen them in a while, though, so I don’t know what’s going on…”
“It’s okay…” Francois stopped moving around and was now leaning against the wall, Matthew falling asleep in his arms. “Do you mind if I take him home now? I get a little panicky when he… looses control. I promise he’ll be fine tomorrow.”
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