Of Cripples and Naps
Chapter 1
Hey guys! So this is a little something the monsters came up with whilst we were working the other day! Woot for random schizophrenia moments! So anyway, Jud and Hakuryuu are super cute and lovin' the college life just like yours truly (though they are cuter). So tell me what you think!
Hakuryuu
Hakuryuu painstakingly drug the overloaded book trolley ever so slowly over the threshold and into the tiny dark room, groaning internally as the bum wheel of the ancient vehicle squealed in protest; he froze, breath held, as the lean figure on the couch shifted and roused from his sleep.
"What the hell, man?" The young man growled sleepily, glaring with blurry eyes at the intruder.
"Sorry, sir! The trolley has a bad wheel." Hakuryuu explained.
"Whatever, just be quiet next time." The raven haired man yawned before rolling over and promptly falling back to sleep.
"Maybe you shouldn't take your naps in the public library, then no one would wake you up – ever think of that?" The blue eyed boy grumbled under his breath as he continued on his way back to the small library office he worked for. Honestly – why did the "nap corner" have to be the only route between his office and the rest of the library? He was always stumbling in on random nappers and having to take great pains to avoid disturbing their rest – a hard task with a squeaky book cart and a prosthetic leg. He sighed, banging the cart into the wall as he wrestled the roughly stuck door open to shove it inside. This job would be so much easier if everything wasn't broken. The trolley was broken. The door was broken. He was broken. He glared down at his prosthetic arm in disgust. As if being crippled wasn't enough to make him a taboo to everyone around he also had terrible burn scars to deal with as well. He was glad the man on the couch had been half asleep and thusly hadn't noticed Hakuryuu's disfigurement. He hated the stares and questions most of all – that was the main reason he always wore his ratty black hoodie pulled down low over his eyes. It was actually kind of nice to be berated like a normal person as opposed to pitied and regarded as lesser due to his condition. He almost laughed out loud at the absurdity of it – being happy about being grouched at.
He finally manhandled the obnoxious device back into his workstation and started opening the mail – which by the way is disgusting to do with only one arm, and far more difficult than it may seem. He pulled a face at the dirty taste of the Manella envelope as he ripped the top open with his teeth.
"Ryuu, honey would you like some help with that?" His boss cooed, noticing his struggle.
"No that's ok, I've got it." He smiled gently back at the motherly woman. He'd been working here for nearly three weeks now, and it hadn't gotten any easier – more menial, benign, and methodical maybe; but not easier. It helped that his boss was incredibly sweet and seemed determined to let him do things for himself – only offering assistance when he seemed to be struggling. Whenever a simple task got the better of him or his old injuries were giving him pain she always came to his aid with a smile and a plethora of friendly chatter. The thing was – Hakuryuu hated to admit that anything was too much for him. He hated feeling useless. But she didn't treat him like he was useless, or like a child who needed someone to do everything for him. She was just a really nice lady, and so Hakuryuu didn't mind it so much when she helped.
"Gah!" He groaned, holding up his finger and watching the bright crimson blood run over the cut and dribble down his hand.
"Dammit." He growled. "Hey, Stacey, do you have any Band-Aids?"
"Oh, Dear!" The kindly woman gasped, running to grab things to clean him up. He chuckled at how worked up she was over a simple papercut. She came back and fixed his wound, cooing the entire time, and then assigned him to his next task of the day – book pulling.
Hakuryuu glared at the archaic cart as he tugged it mercilessly through the door. Its bum wheel clacked in time with his own limp as he made his way back down the hall.
"Dammit! He's still here?" He groaned inwardly, shooting a glare in the direction of the slumbering boy on the couch. With an audible sigh he began the painstaking process of sneaking the loud ass cart through the room without waking the sleeper. He failed miserably.
"I thought I told you to be quiet?" The other boy grumbled with slitted eyes.
"Sorry again, the cart's loud. I have to come through here to do my job; I was trying not to wake you."
"Whatever, man." The raven haired boy yawned and sat up, "Turn the light on would you?"
"Sure." Hakuryuu replied and flicked the switch next to his position on the wall, giving him his first real look at the other man. The napper grinned and stretched to his full length, exposing his well-toned abdomen and perfect white teeth.
"So, you work here?"
"Yeah, in the loans department, pretty boring, but it helps pay for my tuition."
"That's neat." The boy grinned again, flipping his long braid over his shoulder to inspect the damage his nap had placed on it.
"I gue – damn, your hair's long."
"Thanks – I've never cut it. Why are you wearing that ratty hoodie? It's hot in here."
"M'Always cold." Hakuryuu mumbled in response, shit he was starting to get curious. "Well, I've gotta get back to work so I guess I'll see you around." He said and made his escape – walking stiffly to hide his limp from the strange man on the couch.
Damn, that boy was kinda hot though. No Ryuu! You can't do that here, he thought to himself. Besides, what kind of guy would like an ugly scarred, half-man like himself?
Judar
All he wanted to do was sleep. Dammit why was his roommate so infuriating? The man never. Fucking. Slept. Not at night anyway – and Judar had fucking 8a.m. classes. Fucking Ja'far and his stupid, fucking drunkard of a boyfriend, Sinbalooee, or whatever the fuck his damned name was. So yeah, he'd had taken up sleeping in the "nap corner" of the library whenever he had a break between classes. The little couch was super comfy – especially when you were exhausted from being kept up all night by a loud ass drunk and a long ass medieval English paper due the next day. Gods above, Judar was so tired. But then that boy with his shrieking trolley kept coming through. But at least he was kind of intriguing. Jud really wanted to see his face. All he'd been able to make out under the ratty black hoodie and the indigo hair was one strikingly blue eye. Jud loved blue eyes. Dammit boy, pull yourself together, he sighed. He had way too much work to be doing – and way too much sleep to catch up on to be caught fantasizing over some guy he'd shared maybe two minutes conversation with. He screwed up his face and rubbed his eyes. Fuck if he didn't have a shit ton of work to do. He drug his ancient computer up out of his ratty backpack and went to start typing on his paper for his next class. He should really stop procrastinating so much – it was going to kill him one of these days.
Finally, around 7 that night, Judar was finally done for the day – and determined to get a fucking good night's rest he went back to the library. Hell if he wouldn't stay there until they closed. He crashed out onto the couch in the nap corner, wishing he'd brought a thin blanket just to have something to pull over him.
"Why the hell are you still here?" The indigo haired boy inquired from the doorway.
"Only place to catch some sleep." He gruffed in response.
"Don't you have, I dunno, a dorm or something?"
"Roommate sucks. Never sleeps. Boyfriend loud as fuck." Jud replied, becoming less coherent the more exhausted he became. "Why're you still here?"
"Working. I'm here some pretty odd hours to get it in around my crazy class schedule. Woohoo for majoring in Political Science." The other boy grinned.
"I know what you mean; I'm a double major in English and International Studies – never a free second."
"Gross." He laughed, Jud could feel the other man staring at the back of his raven haired head as his muffled voice climbed sleepily from the cushions. "I guess I'll leave you to your nap then, see ya around."
Jud mumbled something incoherent as he heard the blue eyed boy leave, and promptly fell into a deep sleep.
And there's chapter one! Gracias for the read! Reviews if you please my public! We promise to update soon!
