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Book 1: Bonding for Eternity	By : Ashura77 Category: 1 through F > Alexander Views: 996 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Not owning anything concerning the movie "Alexander", neither the script nor the Characters (historical ones) playing in it, I would love though, to have Reviews besides some admins being kinky. Thanx. and of course, I am not makin

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Well, in this chapter some of the boys will drink wine, which is something I don't agree with at that age, but back in the days in Macedon, they did, so who am I to discuss history :)
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The second Dropides was home he had Cleitus attached to himself, with begging eyes and an adorable pout on his face “I want to join you tomorrow”
Dropides didn't know what he was talking about and asked “Where?”
Sitting on his father's knees he smiled “Dinner party”
Pinching the bridge of his nose he shook his head and mumbled “Cleitus...”
“They will all be there, and I am part of their group now, please, I can not miss it”, seeing his father roll his eyes he added “It's like a lesson... How to act during dinner with the king around... Please...” and just continued, hoping to persuade his father that his presence was mandatory “It's dinner class father, I have to learn that too”
Dropides shook his head, as if his son hadn't been present at formal dinners already and knew how to behave, but those dark eyes, he loved seeing them sparkle too much and gave up “Just dinner”
“Yes”, Cleitus jumped up and down and hugged him “Thank you”
“What are we going to do with you?”
“Nothing”
“Well, right now I will send you to your bed”
“I am not tired, not even a bit...”
“Cleitus...”, he lifted him up, draped over his shoulder, and carried him to his room where he threw him on the bed. Cleitus giggled and turned, before slightly pouting “I am not tired father” and then yawned and stretched.
“Now that sounded as if you were, get ready for bed, so you can excel tomorrow...”, knowing just how to play his son he added “Wouldn't want Antigonus to beat you with the bow, now would we”
Cleitus vehemently shook his head “No, but he won't...”, adding with the most conspirational voice “I am sooooo much better than him”
“Good... But you won't be if you are tired and exhausted”
“I won't be”
“No, because you will sleep now”, trying one last time, watching his pouting son get undressed “Wouldn't want to be too sleepy to attend the dinner”.
That did it, and Cleitus whirled around, shaking his head “I won't be too sleepy...” and crawled under his furs, grinning “I will sleep now”
“Good... I wish you pleasant dreams my son”
“I will have them...”
Ten minutes later he was soundly asleep, his body in need of rest and his mind playing colourful dreams.
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Cleitus felt pretty good when he got up, jumping excitedly through his room and rushing down with his bow in his hands.
“Good morning”
“Yes it is... When will we have to be at the palace father?”
“Tonight Cleitus... Philip will make sure you don't run late... Tell him to bring you here when you are done with your classes”
“Yes father”

Cleitus ran to meet with the others, smiling brightly when he saw Philip and immediately informing him “I can attend tonight...”
“Perfect”
“Yes...”
“And you brought your bow”, pointing towards it he extended his hand “Can I see it?”
“Of course”, Cleitus handed him the bow, proud like a king to see his older friend nod appreciatively “Nice bow”
“Yes, and I can handle it without any problem”, smirking at Antigonus he added “And I will so beat you again”
“Cocky brat”
“No, better brat...”
“How do you go through life without being spanked all the time”
Cleitus shrugged his shoulders, he had had his fair share of spanking from his father, but he wouldn't admit that in front of them “I am good, that is why”
“Yeah, well I really feel like spanking you brat”
Parmenion chuckled “Join the team, I am feeling that urge too”
“PARMENION”, Philip resisted an urge too, namely the one to beat him up, but as it seemed, Cleitus had the same thought, spitting like a wildcat “You touch me and I will kill you... Very very slowly, cutting you into pieces...”, frowning indignantly he added “You pervert”
Before it could get ugly, the tutor called them over and had them sit in a circle and started his class, ignoring the dirty looks the boy was sending Parmenion all through the morning and afternoon.
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Cleitus was excited and let his mother dress him properly for the occasion, pulling around on his chiton he complained “It's too short...”, and seeing his mother wonder what he meant he whined “Parmenion will stare at my butt again”
“He does that?”
“Yes, I will kill him one day, he is a pervert”
“Not tonight though, right”, she was more amused then anything about her son's ramblings and added “You are cute, that is bound to call many looks on you, but you can also defend yourself... Against perverts like him... And I am sure your friend Philip will make him feel sorry should he not stop bothering you”
Cleitus eyes sparkled, hearing his name and nodded “Yes he will, but I can do it myself, I am not a baby”
“I know sweetheart... Now go, your father is waiting for you, and behave”
“I will”, he gave her a kiss and ran outside where his father was waiting for him “Finally”

On their way to the palace Cleitus received instructions, some making him frown, by the Gods, his father always had to tell him to behave and to eat properly, and others making him giggle, namely the ban on wine “Wine is disgusting”
“Yes it is, so at least I won't have to worry that you will end up drunk”
“If you find wine disgusting, why do you drink it father?”
“Because...”, yes, it was a pertinent question and made Dropides chuckle “because I am a grown man and grown men have to drink wine”
“Why?”
“It is a rule”
“Who made that rule?”
“Cleitus...”
“What? You are like Amyntas, nobody can make you do something you don't want to, so why do you force yourself to drink wine?”
Dropides felt a headache forming, Cleitus could go on and on and on with questions that he could not know the answers to yet, or not comprehend and understand, so he went with the easiest answer ever invented and put an arm around his shoulder, pulling him close and smiling “The Gods made that rule”
“Really? Do they force themselves to drink wine too? Or do they just watch you drink it?”
“Never met one, so I can not answer that”
“Does the king know?”
“No, and you won't ask him, understood?”
“Yes father, but you always said, in order to learn one has to ask”
“Yes, but not about wine”
“Oh... Why?”
“Because...”, he was about to send him home, having already enough from the incessant questions when Philip came into view and Cleitus ran off to meet him, seemingly forgetting completely about his father, and good manners. Sighing happily, at least now someone else would be overrun with 'why' and 'how', Dropides greeted Philip and pushed Cleitus into his arms “He's your burden now...”
Smiling, Philip ruffled through the dark hair “Cleitus isn't a burden”
“That is what you say now young prince, but you will see, you too will wish for him to be as mute as a stone”

Cleitus pulled a little face at his father, but Philip just pulled him along to the couches Antigonus, Polyperchon and Parmenion were already sitting on.
“Good night to you brat”
“To you too Antigonus”, he jumped into the pillows and stretched, being pulled back up by the young man “Have you slaughtered a wolf yet?”
Cleitus blinked a bit quizzically and shook his head “No, why?”
“Then you can not lay down while you eat”
“Why?”
“Because that is a rule, no laying down in the pillows during dinner for those who haven't”
“The Gods made that rule too?”
“Uh, it's just the way it is you know, not sure if the Gods came up with it”
“Oh”
“Why do you ask?”
Now they weren't the king, and his father had only told him not to ask the king about the wine dilemma so he crossed his legs and got comfortable “Well, the Gods force men to drink wine, I thought that maybe they were behind this rule too”
“The Gods force men to drink wine?”, Antigonus grinned “How did you come up with that idea?”
“My father told me”
“Uhu, your father ha”, the older boys were having a field-trip and laughed themselves silly, understanding why the man would have told his son that and agreeing on keeping that story straight for now “Yes, well, you will understand wine and the drinking of it when you are older”
“Will you have to drink wine too?”, Cleitus wanted to know when he would have to start drinking that disgusting brew too and waited patiently for Philip to stop laughing.
“Yes, but I do like it, maybe I am strange”, Philip took a sip and smiled at his young friend.
Cleitus seemed to ponder the question and grabbed his friend's cup, first sniffing at the crimson liquid and then tentatively testing it before pulling a frown “I don't like it”
“And you won't have to drink it”, Philip lay back and stretched, chuckling when he saw Cleitus stare at him with beaming eyes and scoot closer, pure adoration in his dark eyes “You killed a wolf?”
Philip nodded, his own eyes shining with pride “Yes I did, not long ago though”
“Will you teach me, so I can slay my own?”
“Yes, but right now, you are not ready yet”
Antigonus, still angry at himself for not having managed to kill his own yet, growled “I am next... I will have my fur before you have yours brat”
“We will see”
“Cleitus, a wolf is a bit too dangerous for you to even think about”
“Not true, when I will meet one, I will kill him”
Parmenion couldn't resist “Or the wolf will eat that delicious ass of yours”
And Philip, a bit of wine aiding just added “Well that wolf will achieve something you will never do”
Cleitus smirked, and pulled his tongue at Parmenion “You will never get my ass, you pervert”
They spent a good moment telling Cleitus about their classes, and funny things that had happened and Cleitus told them about the things he had already learned with his father's men, boasting off a little at the fact that he was more advanced than some of them had thought. He was sitting between Philip and Antigonus, munching on the food and feeling really good, and like an adult. His father kept glancing over, to make sure he would behave, but as it seemed, the boy was having fun, sitting there between his friends and thoroughly enjoying the evening.

Before long though, his eyes started fluttering and he hid a yawn, knowing that if his father saw him he'd have to go home, but unfortunately they kept closing and he just curled up, his head on Philip's lap and fell asleep. The older boy smiled and stroke his hair, not minding, it wasn't laying what Cleitus did, well technically yes, but since he was curled into a ball and his head was resting on him, no one could object. And he was a prince after all, and he had his wolf fur, so his little future eromenos could bath a bit in his privileges too.
When Dropides saw them he had to smile at the cuteness displayed on the couch and realized how late it already was. He got up and took his leave from the king and his friends, before walking over and lifting Cleitus in his arms “Well, it seems he will sleep in tomorrow”
“We all will, no classes on days after parties”, Philip was a little drunk, as were the others, but he still tried to act sober, not wanting Dropides to see him as unfit to hang around his son. But the older man knew only all too well how parties ended, having been on many parties in his life and gave him a reassuring smile “Thank you for having watched after him young prince”
“Thank you for having allowed for him to attend”
“Well he behaved, maybe I will allow it again”
“Oh yes, please do...”, Philip got up and kissed Cleitus on the cheek “Sleep well little warrior”.
Cleitus groaned and pressed his face against his father's chest, who chuckled and took him home.
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At the end of the week Amyntas called Dropides and the tutors to his rooms. Philip was present too but had been told he was to listen and not intervene. He knew Cleitus was nicely hidden in the shadows of the balcony and was listening too, he had seen him climb up to the balcony on his way there, and his eyes wandered to the spot he thought he was more than once, smirking and grinning at what the tutors were saying. They weren't all happy to have to, as some called it, babysit a six-year old, but Cleitus had not needed any special treatment and had suffered through lessons that definitely were too hard for a boy his age with bravery and without flinching or complaining. His father's pride shone from his eyes as he agreed to let him continue his training with the older boys, and even Amyntas had to admit he hadn't believed that Cleitus would succeed.
“Good, well he will join them then... And no special treatment, should he not be able to follow, send him away”, he turned towards Philip “He will be your personal responsibility my son, don't disappoint me”
“I won't”
“Good, well why don't you come out of your hiding Cleitus”
Dropides chuckled, he had noticed the 'moving' plant too but had just ignored it, knowing his son was too nosy for his own good and would now be scowled at by the king himself for having managed to climb the wall to the balcony. Cleitus came flying out of his hiding, grinning, not the least preoccupied by the fact that he had entered the palace without convocation “I will work hard, you will never hear any complain about me, I promise... Thank you for the opportunity to...”
The king interrupted him “Well, let's say I have to complain Cleitus... As I recall, I have not asked for you to be present at this meeting”
Chewing on his lower lip, Cleitus looked down, his joy a bit dampened now “I apologize...”
“How did you end up here?”, Amyntas turned towards Philip “Did you bring him in?”
“I...”, knowing his father would be even angrier if he knew the boy had climbed the palace walls Philip quickly nodded “Yes father...”
But Dropides wouldn't have any of it, if Philip was to watch his son he couldn't tolerate any cover up of his son's antics “Philip... We both know how Cleitus came to be here, tell your father the truth”
Before Philip could argue, Cleitus whispered “I came here alone...”
“How?”
“I...”, he sighed “I climbed the wall”
“You climbed the wall? Really?”
“Yes your majesty, and I apologize, I just wanted to know if I had done well and...”
“No more climbing walls, is that understood?”
“Yes your majesty”
“Good, I will leave it to your father to punish you adequately”
“But I...”, Dropides interrupted his son “Enough Cleitus, we will talk about it at home”
“Very well father...”, Cleitus looked positively miserable, knowing that he was in for a good spanking, and even Philip's reassuring smile didn't help to brighten his mood.

Once they were at home, Cleitus received the spanking that he, according to his father, had asked for and was sent to his room. His butt was stinging and so he lay on his chest on the bed, tears rolling down his cheeks. Not because of the pain, and by the Gods, he was in pain, but because he had been taken away from Philip who he had wanted to spend the rest of the day with, celebrating that he was allowed to partake in their classes. His mother tried to console him without pampering him too much, he had to learn that every action brought it's consequences, but seeing him so sad on a day he should be happy was too much for her. “Stop crying sweetheart... The stinging will stop soon”, she had smeared some ointment on the reddened flesh and pulled him up “And now act like the little warrior you are, no more tears”
Drying his eyes with the boarder of his chiton he pouted “I wanted to stay with Philip”
“I know, but you will see him tomorrow morning and now, you can help me”
“I don't want to spent the rest of the day in the kitchen mother”
“Your sister isn't there to help me, so is it too much to ask of you to help me?”
“No...”
“Good, now come, and I want to hear about what they said about you in that meeting”

Cleitus spent his dinner not even giving his father a glance, religiously ignoring the man and disappearing back to his room the second he had finished his plate. His father quoted his rapid leave with a chuckle “He's angry at me, ha”
“A bit, less because of the spanking, more for not having been able to stay around Philip”
“He needed some punishment, he climbed the walls of the palace not a tree, the walls of the palace and then infiltrated the place, finding it amusing”
“Yes, our son is quite a brat”
“That he is, must have gotten that trait from you”
Dropides couldn't duck fast enough and a piece of fruit hit his head “He is your brat too, don't you forget that, from me, he only has the good looks, his personality is all on you my husband”
“Oh really”
“Yes really”
His sister chuckled “I am more inclined to believe you found him somewhere in the wild and just brought him home”
“Hey...”
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While Cleitus was mopping, curled into his furs, and his family was bickering about his origins, Philip joined his father on the balcony with two cups and sat down, biting his lip, not knowing how to ask what he wanted to ask him. Amyntas noticed this and cocked his head “What is it?”
It took a moment before he had the courage to just ask “I want to ask your permission to court Cleitus”
Wine spilled on the floor and Amyntas coughed “What? He is a child Philip... He is six, not thirteen, he is six, half your age”
“I know, and I don't mean courting like that... But I want to become his erastes father...”
“He is too young for such a contract my son”
“He may be young, but he is more mature than many others”
“He is too young to become an eromenos Philip, way too young... Have you lost your mind?”
“I know that, and I won't touch him like that...”, shaking his head at the absurdity of that thought he added “I want to be like an older brother, helping him, taking him under my wing... And when the time comes, he will become my eromenos”. He sighed “I want to establish that now before someone else requests him”. He had seen how some of his friends were eyeing the boy and he knew that everyone had the same thought, they all wanted to become his erastes. And that was something he wouldn't let happen, Cleitus was his.
“You can help him grow Philip, be there should he have questions, but should I hear you touched him in any inappropriate way I will flog you to death myself”
“He is too young for those things father and I am quite shocked everyone believes I could...”, searching the right word he mumbled “...rape him, abuse him or whatever. I just want everyone to know he will be mine in a couple of years...”
Amyntas sighed deeply, sensing that it would be impossible to change Philip's mind on the subject “And how does he feel towards you?”
“I would believe the same”
“Well, find out, and should he agree with your relationship, send him to me to request you as his erastes... His future erastes Philip... But you will both have to be aware of the years that lay ahead, a lot might happen and six years are a long time... Maybe you won't feel this way then, or he won't”
“I know, but I will risk that”
“Good... Well at least I can tell you that I agree with your choice, the boy is indeed brilliant and will become a mighty warrior in time”
“I know, he is perfect father, he really is... And he will become a beautiful man, those expressive dark eyes are already haunting my nights”
“Philip... No touching until he is a lot older”
“He is not arousing me, the idea of him being older does”, it was difficult to explain, but he knew that the two would never go separate ways from now on, and that Cleitus would become a great warrior who would never disappoint him.
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Book 1: Bonding for Eternity