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Maion had sent scouts out after gathering information from a 'friendly' chat with Cody's father. Most of it had held little interest to Maion, but he had been keenly interested in the little glimpse of Cody and his recent whereabouts. It seemed that the good doctor didn't exactly approve of Cody's limited lifestyle of helping and healing the poor and unfortunate. Had to make you wonder why anyone would give up status, money and possible fame for something so..... well, Maion didn't know how to describe it.

After nearly a week or hunting and asking questions the good doctor was eventually located. Now... Maion planned to go and pay him a visit. Waiting until the evening in the hopes that he would be alone and free.

The house was plain, simple and far from anything Maion, the prince, was used to. Still, he knocked. A cloak on to hide his identity to the world, though the suit he wore below it was made of the finest quality.

Knock knock.

Then, Maion did the only thing he could do. He waited for a reply. Not entire sure what he was going to say or how he would received.

Maion waited, his patience wearing thin. He was used to waiting when it came to war and battle, it was a given that sometimes you simply had to be more patient than the one who hunted... but here... well, his patience would not last much longer.

Just as that thought crossed his mind he heard foot steps on the cobbled wonky stone path. He turned towards them automatically, his features shrouded in shadows due to his cloak... yet as he heard Cody's voice again he couldn't help but smile, it was a good job Cody couldn't see it.

He remained silent for a moment, but finally said; "Cody Wilde, I presume." Slowly he raised his hands to his hood before lowering it.

Raising an eyebrow he watched the expression change on Cody's face, he even noted the ice laced in each of his words. Interesting. Once again the actions and words of this man intrigued him. What was it about him?

He leaned on the door to the good doctor's house, showing that he had no intention of simply leaving. "You are correct." He drawled the words out, showing he was in no rush. Deciding to 'even' up the battle field he said, "Your father asked me to pass on a message...." He watched to see how Cody would react to that, "....he said he hopes you are well." The old man had surprised Maion in what little he had said about his son; even Maion's own father would say more than that.

"Of course," He continued, not allowing Cody to speak yet; "I came here for far more.... personal... reasons." He grinned, the innuendo was clear from his tone as he watched Cody's every move.

He gave Cody a moment before saying one last thing and replacing his hood. "So.... are you going to be rude? Or shall we just get down to business here?"

Maion paused and remained silent for a moment. It seemed his normal quirks and charms simply didn't work on this man... though perhaps it was simply because he seemed to hate his guts for some reason. His wealth perhaps? His status? After all Cody had done everything within his power to escape such things... and this house was simply more evidence towards that.

Finally he spoke again, ignoring the tone of distaste and distrust that was laced within each of Cody's words. "Why do you hate me so much?" Maion's tone was serious, and spoken far quieter since it lack his usual air of arrogance. Perhaps it was more a true representation of the man that stood leaning against a door in a part of town he had never visited before.

"Agh...." He mumbled, running a hand through his long black hair. "Thank you for that night." He kicked off the door so that he was no longer standing, but he turned towards Cody; simply taking in the features of the other man. "The army leaves at weeks end... and I with it." He bowed, "I ask you give me but two days of your time. Then.... I shall never bother you again, unless you request my company of course." He wasn't sure what he was saying or why, simply that he had to try. No one had ever fascinated or caught his attention in the way Cody had... and Maion had this great desire to discover why. Rising from the bow he stood and waited for a reply... though he already suspected the answer would be no.

Nothing ventured... and all that.

Maion raised an eyebrow as Cody spoke... did it appear as if he was stalking him? This was the first time Maion had come here, and his servants had only been trying to locate him... nothing more. Still, he understood why Cody would feel ill at ease by the actions he had put into place; it was why he didn't comment further on the subject.

He was glad for his silence a moment later when Cody did the last thing Maion had expected from him... he was considering his offer? Well, it seemed you truly never did know unless you tried. Restoring his composure and stoic expression, bar the smile in his eyes he couldn't disguise, he took a few heartbeats to contemplate Cody's words. "I would not wish to endanger your... patients." He sighed, tucking his hands in his pockets. "So I agree to your term. You may still attend your surgery in the mornings." His grin slowly and mischievously returned; "Of course... that will just mean I will have more time to...." He laughed slightly but caught himself with a cough to stop the strange noise. Maion would take advantage of the 'downtime' by figuring out new and inventive ways to surprise Cody. Now that it was a possibility he had every intention of sweeping the guy off his feet, until he wanted no one other than Maion, until he begged for more... yes, that was a very... appetising... idea. Finally Maion finished his sentence, only a small pause having occurred while his mind wandered; "...prepare for our time together."

The cocky attitude had returned along with the possibility that this may actually work.... though Maion wasn't sure exactly what he was planning to do, ask or say, he knew he couldn't blow this opportunity... he doubted very much that anyone would intrigue him so much again.

In a near mocking tone he stepped away from door enough so that Cody could unlock it before holding his arm towards the door. "Shall we." His voice was a sultry invitation.

Maion could tell that Cody wanted him to go... though he wasn't exactly sure what he had done to corrupt the situation again. Perhaps he had spoke out of turn? It wouldn't surprise him... especially since Cody really did seem to hate him, despite his attempt at calm words and gentle actions towards him.... sometime's the souls true emotion could be seen through the eyes.

Following Cody into the little room Maion found his eyes didn't even wander from Cody. He didn't care about the environment, didn't care for what he wore himself if the truth was told... everything Maion had was picked for him by another, everything Maion had ever known was picked by another... nothing held the personal 'stamp' of him. Though very few actually knew that. It was only when Cody offered him a seat did he look around to find it, his eyes glancing quickly over the near emptiness of the place... and only one word came to mind; rundown. Not surprising given the part of town they currently stood in. Not showing any of this on his features he remained stoic as he walked to the seat, "Don't mind if I do." A moment later he was perched upon the thing, quietly surprised by how soft it was..... he had been expecting something equivalent to cardboard.

He watched Cody for a moment, able to tell just from the way the guy moved that he was tired and had had a long day.... something he was all too used to when he was on the field of battle. He got up and walked towards him, about to offer something that few outside of his officers knew of. "Sit. Let me massage your neck.... you look tense." Ok, so he was a prince. Ok, most prince's didn't lower them self in such a way... but Maion didn't care right now.

Ignoring Cody's protest, which as far as Maion was concerned was very weak anyway, he continued to breach the gap between them. Without saying anything else or asking permission Maion placed his hands on Cody's shoulder, taking a moment to just enjoy the feel of the guy beneath him, a soft smile covered his features... and he found he was very thankful that Cody couldn't see it.

Slowly his hands and fingers started to go about their work. Gentle stroking and adding pressure to different parts of the neck, shoulders and back. He rotated between making little circles and making waves. He took his time, his ears keenly picking up any sounds Cody made and committing them to memory. You could learn a lot about a man by what he enjoyed and disliked.

Had Maion been able to hear Cody constantly call him 'the Royal' in his thoughts he would have been offended; part of Maion hated that most knew him only by his title... never him as a person, never Maion. Still, since he was completely oblivious he simply enjoyed the murmurs and sounds of ease that escaped Cody. It seemed the guy was overdue being treated himself, always spending his energy and time on those he cared for rather than giving himself a little time off, or simply some 'Cody' time. That was something Maion planned to change in their two days together, two days was all he dared to risk... especially since word would reach his father soon that he had vanished, and it would take a day or two for him to get worried enough to act upon his disappearance.

Yes, Maion was a selfish b*****d when he took a liking to something he wanted for his own. And with Cody, it was only a matter of time until he claimed him... at least as far as Maion was concerned.

While Cody slumped, his breath easing and changing to the deeper and slower intakes of sleep he scanned the room for his bed; all the while his fingers continued their 'magic'. The bed was located, and just like the rest of the house it was plain and simply there for the purpose of giving the good doctor a small reprieve from the chaos of his waking hours. Without asking or pausing to reconsider he moved from behind the chair to Cody's side and a moment later picked up the good doctor. "Shhh....." He cooed, "...I'm just going to lie you in bed. You'll catch a cold if you sleep slumped in a chair." He grinned down at the man, taking in his features properly for the first time.