At that he whirrled around and took in the scene. Jacobi looked like he always did, scowling and brooding. He felt like hittng the man, Donald was a damn fool for getting himself involved in this. He wasn't the one who'd slept with Dawn, although he sure wished he had been.

He almost felt the urge to punch Donald as well, why the hell did he have to do this. Dawn wasn't the one in trouble, and Donald sure as hell didn't want to help Adrian.

He saw Donbald vent, and leave...he;d just left. Now Adrian had to deal with the crazed older brother of the love of his life...damnit.

Jacobi burned Donald and looked back at Dawn. "He IS better than that, right?" Dawn didn't answer.

Donald kept walking. Why did he just help them? Was it because he wanted Dawn to speak to him? No, that wasn't it...

he wanted out. he wanted to be expelled from this school, and take his chances in jail, away from all this. The only person he listened to was Earth, telling him not to mind Jacobi's insult.

Donald sat down against a wall around the corner, tucked his knees to his chest, and put his head on the wall.

Forget this place, and forget these people.

Adrians fists were clenched in his hands and his teeth were grinding together. He wanted to lay Jacobi out flat, but he fought it. However much Donald hated Adrian, Adrian still respected Donald.

Jacobi seemed to notice.

"Aww, panties in a knot?" Dawn hissed at the comment. "Shove it." She growled.

He almost laughed. He began to wonder if Jacobi had forgot about him.

Thats when he got the idea to flood Jacobis mind with more vivid images and memories of his few hours with Dawn. He refused to do that, but he laughed at the idea. He could actually make him feel his own sister...from Adrian point of veiw...feel everything. It would drive Jacobi insane...he'd proabably kill him. He decided against it...perhaps he'd get another chance with Dawn, and it would be better that time...then maybe...

Jacobi ground his teeth together. "Don't push me."
"Or what? You'll tell on me?"

Adrian had to step in.

"Look...if you've got problem leave her alone. I was the one who slept with her."

He almost added, 'and damn was she good'.

Jacobi turned his attention on Adrian, apparently remembering he was there.

"And you are SOOO much better that you can rule over me?"Jacobi wanted to hit him.
Dawn glared at both of them in turns. "Stop."

Just before Dawn uttered "Stop", he managed to spurt out, "According your sister I was pretty good..."

He laughed inside. He saw Jacobi burning up. He shouldn't have said that. He probabaly hurt Dawns feeling talking about her like that. But he couldn't help it. It was all he could think about...and he had to start talking...and he had to start talking dirty...

"Well the whore would know who's good." Jacobi stepped back and had flames spring up around him.

"Damn right, she's been with me...hell, you know how good it was to...or would you like me to refresh your memory?"

He lit up as well...the flames were blue...almost white. He was so angry at Jacobi...he could kill him. No one called his Dawn a whore and got away with it.

"You dirty son of a bitch...I can see why she hates you so much."

In a sick joke, he flooded more of his memories into Jacobies mind. Dawns lips, her back, her soft skin, inside her...all of it.

Jacobi staggered....

Jacobi regained his footing and showed him his own memories: him beating a much younger Dawn, forcing her magic out by hurting her.
Dawn winced at it herself.

"You diry fu**ing son of a bitch..."

He lunged at Jacobi, tackling him to the ground. The wall caught fire. He was losing control, his unstable side was coming out. He could kill Jacobi easily if he wanted to, like breaking a toothpick. His fire bruned hotter, so hot that he absorbed the fire around Jacobi. His fist landed right next to Jacobi's face, pucnhing a massive hole in the stone floor.

"People like you make me sick." He spat on Jacobi's face. The spit sizzled from the heat.

Getting up, his fire subsided and he turned away, grabbing Dawn over the shoulder with his left arm and hanging there...he had almost killed again...but he had hurt her...so much. Filthy bastard didn't deserve to live.

In his mind he said to Jacobi 'I hope you like knowing how your sister feels now...because I will never ever let you live that down. She's her own woman...and she can do anything she wants...with any man she wants. And hell, I'd do it with her right now if she'd let me...'

With that he fell silent and strode down the hall a ways before stopping and staring down the length of the rest of the hall.

Jacobi just shrugged it off. It wasn't worth it...
Dawn kept pace with Adrian. "You shouldn't let him get to you, love." She hugged him lightly.