Stuck With Me Forever:
AN: Sooo really last minute idea for a fic that I wasn't planning on writing... until now. Lol I hope some of you will enjoy it. :)
Disclaimer: I don't own. Honestly.
Roxas cautiously looked back towards the club he just came from, getting an uneasy feeling. Weird things had been happening to the blonde since he walked behind the bar that evening. It seemed that all the guys were hitting on him and flirting even harder than before. Looking back straight ahead Roxas almost screamed as he saw a cloaked figure creep out of a nearby ally. "Hush, child, I have something for you." hissed a raspy old voice from underneath the hood. The blonde was trying to figure out which he would rather do. Run back to the club as fast as he could or just find out what this old hag wanted. Well, the boy really was curious so he took a tentative step towards the woman. Reaching her hand out the woman gestured for Roxas to cup his hands. "Now, close your eyes and when I put this in your hand you must count to ten, but if you open them before you are done then this will forever be cursed, and you will never be able to rid of it." she said reaching into her cloak for the object. Roxas had no idea what she was talking about and why he was actually obeying this woman. Eyes closed and hands cupped Roxas awaited the object.
He heard a rustling and then felt something soft and furry touch his hand, and oddly he smelled a mixture of roses and lilies. Not even bothering to count Roxas opened his eyes. He didn't believe in curses, but oh how he wished he would have taken the witch's advice after all. Bright blue eyes landed on a small red stuffed animal. Face scrunched in confusion the blonde looked around, but the woman was no where in sight. "Pfft, crazy hag." he laughed. The small red wolf looking thing in his hand was kinda cute. Might as well keep it.
Roxas' POV:
Taking one last look around I shrugged and proceeded to walk back to my small apartment. Checking my watch I gasped. It was almost 5 A.M.
"Eh, I need the exercise anyways." I muttered to myself as I started jogging towards the apartment complex down the road. Good thing I didn't live too far away. The city I live in is known well for it's murders and rape reputation. So I wasn't too keen on staying out here too long. Especially in my work uniform. It was as slutty as you could get for a gay bartender. Blue jean cut offs that fit like briefs and a tight white wife beater was all that was required for my work attire. I also wore a black cross necklace around my pale neck, just to add a personal touch to my uniform. Anyways, I swear my boss was trying to get all his workers molested and/or raped. But of course I was the only one who had the late shift and was only working half time in the middle of the night for college. I was legal for sex, but not alcohol. Let's just say it took a little extra bribing for Mr. Valentine to give me a job at his club. I shuttered at the thought, but I needed the money. Noticing I had made it to the steps leading up to the floor my apartment was on I took a deep breath and looked around.
It felt like something was watching me. The hair on the back of my neck stood on end. Seeing nothing I decided it would probably be best if I hurried up and went inside before whatever I was feeling attacked me before I could defend myself. I wasn't very strong. Walking up the steps as fast as I could without looking like I was running from Godzilla I started to dig my key out of my tight shorts. Reaching the door and stealthily unlocking it like I had so many times before I rushed in quickly slamming the door behind me. Screw the neighbors. They would have to deal with the slamming. When I'm scared I'll pretty much do all the reckless things you could think of. Breathing a sigh I slid down the door and wrapped my arms around my knees. I had never felt that intense feeling of fear before. What the heck was going on? Looking down I finally noticing the small red wolf sitting by my feet and reached out to grab it and hold it to my chest. I must have dropped it when I came in. I let my forehead lightly hit my knees. Taking a deep breath I just sat there trying to calm down. My nerves were skittering everywhere but the place they should be in. "I think I'll just wait until it's time to go to class." I muttered to myself as I looked at my watch again. 3 hours until class starts. I was too worked up to sleep anyways. Grabbing the small stuffed animal I walked into the kitchen to make some coffee for myself. I looked at the toy sitting on the counter next to me where I was leaning heavily. It was standing proudly in a victorious looking stance. Like it had just won a fight for a mate. I smiled looking at it. Sad to say but not even 2 hours with it and I was growing attached to the small toy. Turning away I tried to stifle a yawn as I poured my cup of coffee. I picked up the wolf and cup and sauntered on over to the couch. Maybe a little T.V. will help. An empty mug and and 5 minutes later the blonde was as tired as ever.
"Okay I have got to take a nap." I muttered to no one in particular as I grabbed the wolf toy and almost crawled to my bedroom. I was really happy that my parents agreed to pay for my apartment and furniture, but Jesus I was so happy they got me a king size bed. It was my favorite thing in the entire room. Flopping down on said bed I curled up and slowly drifted off to sleep. But right before I fell into unconsciousness I smelt the most odd scent of cinnamon and burnt wood. I woke up to the sunlight harshly glaring in my eyes. Blinking a few times I looked over to my alarm clock.
"Holy shit! That can't be right!" I yelled jumping up and running to the bathroom. No matter what I needed a shower. I still smelled like alcohol and sweat. I grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste and jumped into the shower to save time. I was yanking on some clothes after the fastest shower I had ever taken when I heard light snoring. Freezing in the process of trying to pull my shirt down I whipped around so fast I thought I would give myself whiplash. But I wasn't prepared for what was laying on my bed fast asleep. It was a giant red wolf curled up peacefully on the other side of the bed from where I was minutes ago. I have no idea how I had missed it but dear God if it stood up on its hind legs then I swear it would bump its head on the ceiling. I backed up a step to only ram my back into the dresser really hard.
"Oooww." I whined to myself as quietly as I could while rubbing the offended area. But I froze yet again as the wolf grunted in it's sleep. I watched it's nose twitch and then it's eyes blinked open and suddenly they were on me. Deep poisonous green eyes studied me carefully as I breathed heavily. I must be a sight right now. Blue eyes wide, chest moving up and down rapidly, and i'm not even fully dressed. I was scared and he knew it. I'm not sure how I knew it was a he, but I really didn't care at that point.
The almost human like eyes blinked as if in confusion as I tried to calm down and figure out the quickest way out of the room. I looked over to the door that was cracked open a little. But right as I moved to run the bright red wolf was there in front of me in an instant. I shouted out in surprise and fell back; quickly crawling over towards the low window in my room. The glass hadn't been moved in years so most likely it wouldn't even budge if I tried. Or if I even lived to get my hands on it.
I pressed my back against the wall and wrapped my arms around my knees like I had this morning. Except I didn't have the small stuffed toy. My head shot off my knees at that. Looking up towards the bed I saw no stuffed animal. Only the bright red wolf with the poisonous green eyes in front of me. Now I was really scared. I was going to die. The police are going to find my bones scattered throughout the apartment and nobody will suspect the giant dog did it. They would think it was a dog because there aren't any wolves in the city. Or so I thought. Looking back at the wolf I swallowed hard. It wasn't snarling or growling at all but damn it was intimidating.
It crept closer and closer until its face was right there in front of me. I could feel the canine's breath mingling with my own. But it suddenly did something I didn't expect. The wolf gave my face a big long lick and then it walked over to the door, leaving me stunned and still shaken up in the room. I cautiously crawled over to the door that was left open after the canine had exited. Peeping out I saw nothing but the small stuffed animal laying in the middle of the hallway.
AN:
Well, I know I should be updating a shit load of stories, buuuut you know me! Lol I'm planning on continuing this, but I don't know. Let me know if you like it and I might. By the way, this was supposed to be a weird, creepy, fucked upValentine's Day fic.
Yeah, it turned out to be a new story. Anywho, don't hate me for not updating my other stories.
STORIES IN PROGRESS:
IASWAA: I'm am currently writing the next chapter right now. It will probably be a little while before I can update that one so be patient!
Wolf's Cry: Well you see... -chuckles nervously- yeah I haven't even started the next chapter on that. BUT I will be on it as soon as my other story is updated and edited to my liking.
Thank you for reading. :D