There was just something about the man standing in front of him that Delic couldn't place his fingers on. He was middle height, slim, more than attractive, and had a sassy attitude to boot. So why the Hell was this so hard?

Because this man was something else.

This man, this boy, the one who called himself Orihara Hibiya, was entirely new.

And Delic was losing him.

"Oi," his voice beat his thoughts as he spoke without really thinking about what it was he wanted to say, "The assembly's over. What do ya say I accompany you over to the lounge and we can have a little lunch?"

"No thank you."

And there he went. That exceptionally good looking raven was off, nose held high in the air as he headed through the courtyards and to his respected building.

A sigh escaped the blonde man's lips as he turned and walked to his own dorm, looking at the signs and eventually finding his way there. The room was nothing special, the walls plain and the bed bare. He supposed he was lucky to have his own room. Without a roommate, it meant he didn't have to work on hiding his stash of risqué magazines, or his booze that was to fill the refrigerator, or that bag of pills, or have to worry about smoking inside.

It was perfect.

Lonely; but perfect.

Shaking his head, he propped the door to the room open, going down to his car and making trip after trip as he brought the boxes up and closed the door behind himself when he was done. He worked hard to set things up the way he wanted; his music neatly arranged, his karaoke machine, video games, posters, all of it was set up. It was perfect. Nothing could ruin this evening for him, even if they tried.

Click: open went the stereo.

Click: in went the disc.

Click: loud was the music.

A mixed disc between hard pop and rock filled his room, bouncing off the walls and filling his ears as he took it all in. From the resonating bass to the screech of the electric guitar, it was all there, all in his head and shuffling around as he moved his body to the beat, swaying slightly as he moved to the mini fridge and grabbed a beer, tossing the tab with a grin as it hit the wall and fell into the basket.

He sighed contently. So what if he hadn't made it with Hibiya? They went to the same college. He was bound to see him around. This just gave him more of the chance to make things interesting. And oh how interesting it would be.

There wasn't a doubt in his mind that he'd see him again soon. The only question, was when? The guy didn't look like he'd be into anything he himself was. Delic loved music, Hibiya loved. . .well he didn't know what he loved, but whatever it was, he was gonna have to follow. He was new prey.

"Orihara Hibiya, I'm playing to a tune you'd never be able to follow, therefore, you'll be looking for my hand lest you get lost on this confusing trail we call life."

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Whoo, chapter update. It's been a while guys, but I think I'm finally going to be able to keep things a little more towards the front burner.

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