Devils dance while angels cry

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Title: Devils dance while Angels cry
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Vam, Ville/Jonne, Jussi/Ville 
Disclaimer: I wouldn't be writing this, sweethearts, if I owned them…buut...I do own Kalevi. You steal him, I eat your face. Got it? Get it? Good.
Summary: Bam takes in a foreign exchange student, but in that one action, he's getting more than he bargained for.A/N: I love how I got...6 comments on the last chapter...ah well. This one was written, and it's going up. But I'm starting to lack modivation...it's sad. Oh well. Read. Comment. And other such nonsense. I might quit the story. It's losing popularity, it seems.



Chapters 1-10

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve:

"Ville?" Bam spoke carefully from the table, lowering his gaze as Ville turned to look at him. "Can I ask you something?"

Oh god…Ville frowned. "Of course. What's the matter?" He slid into the seat across from Bam, watching the blue-eyed boy concernedly.

"This morning…" Why the HELL am I asking him this? "…when I woke you up…"

Oh fuck. Fuck fuck fuck! "Yeah?"

Bam raised his eyes to Ville's face. "Why did you call me Jonne?"

Ville's heart dropped into his stomach. I knew it…I knew it. "You…you remind me of him, sometimes."

Is that bad? "Who is he?" Bam asked softly, watching Ville's jade eyes for any sign of emotion.

No. I don't want to talk about this. Not now… "He's…was my boyfriend."

"Oh…I…do…do you want to…you know…" You're NOT going to ask him that again? He doesn't hardly know you! "Talk about it?" Bam lowered his gaze again, blushing furiously.

Ville started. Why is he being so nice to me? He doesn't hardly know me…"I…well…yes, but…tonight. After dinner. I just can't now. I promise, I'll talk about it after dinner tonight." He reached across the table, gently touching Bam's hand. "Okay?"

Bam stared for a moment at their touching hands, before nodding and forcing a smile. Why does he do this to me? "Okay."

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"JUSSI! LOOK OUT!" Kalevi dove forward, shoving the younger Finn across the walk as a car zipped past them. "Jussi? What's wrong with you today? You nearly killed me trying to open the goddamn door, and you nearly just got yourself killed. What's wrong?"

"Ville. Ville is what's wrong." Jussi muttered, mounting the steps to their shared, two-bedroom apartment.

Kalevi grabbed Jussi's shoulders as they entered the apartment, kicking the door shut and pushing the younger man towards the couch forcefully. "What the HELL is he doing to you? I've NEVER, EVER seen you this down before!" When Jussi didn't respond right away, Kalevi hauled back, slapping him hard. "WAKE UP! STOP OBSESSING OVER HIM! YOU'RE NOT ACTING LIKE YOURSELF!"

Jussi touched the red mark on his face gingerly, starting to get up. "I'm not obsessing over him."

Kalevi stepped in front of Jussi, pushing him back down again and sitting on him, straddling his slim legs. "You're not going anywhere until you call Ville, and TELL him that you love him. And MEAN it!"

Jussi frowned. "I already did."

"YOU MADE HIM SOUND LIKE A FUCKING BROTHER!"

"I've known him long enough for him to be one."

"NOT the point." Kalevi snapped, reaching into the breast pocket of Jussi's shirt and withdrawing his phone. "Call him. NOW."

Jussi took the phone after a moment's pause, opening it and dialing Ville's cell obediently. The phone was picked up after two rings. "Hello?" The voice that answered was breathless, and definitely wasn't Ville.

"Hei. May I talk to Ville?"

"Uh…what?"

Jussi winced, reverting to English. "Can I talk to Ville?"

The voice laughed. "Oh. Sure! Who is this?"

"Jussi…"

"Okay. Hold on a sec." There was thudding, then a muffled voice, "Ville! Your phone…it's Jussi! GUYS STOP THAT!" More silence, before the phone changed hands, and Ville deep voice sounded. "Hei?"

"Ville? Who answered the phone?"

"Oh! That was Bam. He's one of the boys of the family I'm staying with."

There was silence, before, "Ville, can anyone there understand you?"

"Meaning?"

"Can anyone there speak Finnish?"

There was a laugh from Ville's end. "Nope. Talk."

"You remember what I said…in our last conversation?"

"Not sure. You said quite a bit."

"I…well…"

Concern crept into Ville's voice. "Jussi? Is something wrong? Did something happen at the house?"

"No, it's not me…"

Panic made itself known. "What's wrong? Did something happen to mummy? Or daddy? JUSSI!"

"NO! Everything's fine at home." Ville's breathing had quickened, and he paused in an attempt to slow it down. Jussi took that pause to jump in. "Look, I've been meaning to talk to you about this."

"What about?" Ville's voice had returned to the calm, soothing baritone that Jussi had come to love. "You know you can tell me anything."

"I…I know." Jussi's voice began shaking, and had Kalevi not planted a reassuring kiss on his cheek, he likely would have dropped the phone and given up then and there. "You remember how we met?"

There was a laugh from Ville's end. "How could I not?"

"Yeah…um…" Jussi took a breath, letting it out slowly. "I…since that day…it's kind of hard to explain."

"Jussi, sweetheart, what's wrong?"

Jussi almost melted as the word sweetheart drifted through the phone speaker. "I'm in love with you."

There was silence, before, "What?"

Jussi bit his lip hard to stop the tears from slipping down his cheeks. "I love you, Ville."

Silence again. "I'm sorry, Jussi. I can't…I can't return that love. Not now." Long pause, before, "I'm sorry." A click, and the line went dead.

Jussi stared at the silent phone for a moment. "I tried." He glared at Kalevi, who was still sitting there in stunned silence. There was a long pause, before he pushed the older Finn off of him, getting up. "ARE YOU HAPPY NOW!?"

Kalevi got up, facing the taller young man. "Yes. I am. Because, now he knows, and you know. I'm sorry."

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