The night sky itself was cool, crisp, boring and almost creepy. There was nowhere to be going that night though, not looking like the way that he did now and that was a final decision he had made with himself. All actions had remained within purple wings that told anyone who saw them that Dark Mousy wasn't a mortal and could have been considered as an angel or a demon due to the colour of the wings and of course the fact that they were made up of soft feathers, an odd aspect to something that was considered ugly by himself. He showed no one however, didn't want to frighten them, and didn't want them to see what he actually was in case they got any ideas. It was natural for someone who was in the current position that he was in, and he thought that he was the only one, not aware of the golden haired male who sat on the rooftop, looking up at the stars that littered the blanket that was the night sky, his thoughts always remaining on one figure, constantly wondering if he was still awake and then wondering whether he could go and visit him at the hour of ten o' clock. Krad didn't make such a move though, knowing it would be foolish to invade the personal space of someone who he had only just met.
A shuffle from the side of the bed that Dark lay in as the wings remained protruding from his back, seeing no real point in making them go in as they would come back out, like they usually did whenever he was sleeping. A silent tear to fall from the eye of violet. Out front, Dark would insist that crying was something that a man shouldn't do but no one took the time to meet the person on the inside. Was he hated so? For all he knew now, he had only one friend, one who didn't seem to know what he could be like when it came to the sensitive issue of someone trying to find out the secret that he hid from the whole world now. Without much thought, except for a lingering one on the blonde, his eyes drifted closed, allowing him to sleep, to be ready for the next day which was always a bad day in college. An eye opened up on the world, Krad feeling quite unable to sleep at the moment, an annoying problem that seemed to pass through the Hikari family line along with many others, all considered completely natural. Well considered completely natural to those who didn't understand what it was like to be different in a way that wasn't of a human nature. Outside the sky was still showered with stars, golden eyes able to see them through the windows that were only partially covered by the white curtains that appeared dark in the dark room. Krad removed his hand currently from where it was lying over his own forehead, golden irises taking in small interest of the shadowed room. Something was going to happen tomorrow and he wasn't sure if it was good or bad. That was just the future anyway. Completely confusing in his own opinion as his thoughts began to linger on the one who had been on his mind for at least half the day so far. And slowly and surely, golden irises were not to be seen beneath the lids that covered them as he fell back asleep.
"Class! It's time to hand in your essays on the portrayal of the character Mephistopheles in Christopher Marlowe's play Doctor Faustus!" The teacher seemed to walk into the room, an air of smugness following. There was a pen being tapped against a desk, such an instrument belonging to the now ever impatient Dark Mousy. The essay was out on the desk, ready to be handed in, at least two pages covering the information that was needed. He took a look over at the blonde, noticing the furious scribbling of a pen, probably finishing the essay. He smiled a little before being amazed at noticing just how much the blonde had wrote. "Oh no...How much did you write for me now Krad?" The teacher asked, in which Krad looked up at the teacher, smiling almost innocently, yet his golden eyes held the hostility and possessive traits that were always there especially when he saw someone looking at Dark. Krad was quite aware that the purple haired male didn't quite realise just how attractive he was.
"Oh just about ten pages..." The teacher seemed to have a defeated look on his face, taking the essay off of the blonde who still smiled innocently, turning that smile on Dark just as the teacher took his seat at the front of the class, causing Dark to blush almost bright crimson just as he saw the smile. Krad turned away then just as the teacher called out again, this time telling them to open up their books on The Wasp Factory and turn to the chapter that was called The Bunker, easily one of the most disturbing chapters in the book as it described the past events in brief detail, what the character would do and how far he would go just to have something that he believed he needed. It almost made Dark shiver just thinking about what the main character; Frank Cauldhame was actually talking about. Just hearing the words of the teacher read over the first three pages before handing it to another member of the class just made Dark feel a shiver down his spine, but it was a shiver unlike any other, almost like he had been touched. He turned to the blonde, who surely looked like he had his head stuck in the book, obviously reading further than anyone else at the moment. Dark tried to read once again before he felt the shiver once more and this time he turned quickly, eyes catching the pale hand that was being pulled away by the owner who happened to be whom he easily suspected. Just what was Krad doing?
"Dark Mousy can you read for us please?" The teacher really liked to abuse his voice a lot and so he read through the three pages that were given to him, trying to prevent himself from hyperventilating at that very moment, as he felt the blondes eyes upon him, watching the way that his lips moved, possibly taking in just how his voice actually sounded. It didn't seem that long however to get through his section before the next one was handed to Krad to finish off, this being the person who had to go back a few pages to find out where they actually were. It didn't take him long however and Dark merely grinned at him, watching the blonde in the same manner as to the way that Krad had watched him when it was his turn not that long ago. It seemed that Dark would have to wait to question the blonde on his actions, not that he really minded anyway.
A/N: These are gonna be the long day chapters so they will be shorter than the rest of the story. Oh and the long essay Krad wrote, I based that off of one of my friends in college. She always writes really long essays.