What's in a Name 1-3

What's in a Name?

1.

Caesar Salazar watched with mild interest as Rex walked into his lab, followed closely by his blond friend.

"Hey, big bro. Is it cool if we look around?" Rex asked.

"Fine," Caesar replied with a distracted wave.

"Sweet!"

He heard Rex prattle on to his friend as they walked around the lab. Caesar tuned out the sound of Rex's excited voice and returned to his work. He almost forgotten the boys were still in the spacious lab when he felt a slight pressure on the back of his neck and looked up to find Rex's blond friend looking at him.

2.

Caesar held the young man's gaze as he tried to remember the blond's name.

He has a name surely, Caesar thought. He just couldn't remember it. It frustrated him. Caesar had always prided himself on being an observant man; obsessed with details. It was what drove him to the sciences in the first place and not knowing the teen's name was making him feel itchy.

…Mitchell or Nick… Caesar thought frowning. It was a biblical name, that much he knew...Jonah…

The yellow haired teen's cheeks colored at Caesar's scrutiny and looked away as Rex led him towards the portable lab.

3.

"…since then he's installed a bathroom," Rex finished, walking around the lab.

Noah dutifully followed Rex and ignored the impulse to watch Caesar at work. He couldn't get over how much he looked like Rex.

When the tour was over they headed to the exit. That was when Caesar shot out of his chair and grabbed Noah's wrist.

"What's your name?"

"Um, Noah."

Caesar placed his hands on either side of Noah's face and stared at him. "Noah, Noah, Noah, Noah. There," Caesar he said with a triumphant grin. "Now I will never forget you."

"Nor I you," Noah promised.