Yay! This chapter was out early too! I might be late on chapter eight (rhyme lol) so don't kill me if I am!
Hope everyone likes this chapter! I had so much fun writing it!
EDIT: I forgot to mention that I let my buddy Kadin write the William perspective. He needed practice (and I really suck at writing him).
EDIT 2: NO ONE IS REVIEWING! DX It makes me sad, guys! Just letting you know though, I already have chapter 8 done. But I am not posting it until I get at least one review! One review for each chapter is all I ask. That isn't very hard.
"It seems all these papers were filled in correctly, and everything is in order. So I'm afraid there isn't anything to help your argument, Mr. Spears." The Elder looked about 45 years old. He had thick, brown curly hair, tinged with gray, and the ringed eyes that all shinigami shared. His face was kind, but if you did something wrong, you can tell he would be strict.
"But, Mr. -" William cut himself off when the man behind the desk raised his hand for silence, then glowered and scoffed when he smiled warmly at Corvus.
"Welcome to our ranks, Mr. Malphas. I apologize for whatever disrespect our members may have shown you." His gaze flickered over to the sulking man threateningly while speaking before raising an eyebrow questioningly at him. "Is it true you have not been registered for residence yet?"
Corvus nodded, he was beginning to like this man.
He narrowed his eyes in thought for a moment, and then began to root around in his desk for something. He took out a small key from his jacket pocket, opening one of the locked drawers. Looking over at Corvus, he smiled again before taking out a key chain with a bright orange lanyard with the number '741' printed continuously in black. Attached to it was somewhat of a luggage tag with the same number on it, also bright orange.
"Enjoy your apartment, Mr. Malphas. I hope you don't mind that, because we are short of residence buildings, you will have to share one." The curly haired man was smirking, but he wasn't fully sure why. Until, of course he saw William's face.
"Are you saying I have to share my living quarters with this beast?" He was shouting now, quite loudly actually, with a similar keychain in his hand. They were both orange, but his has a few more keys, all color coated in different grays. So like him to stay bland. He would have to change all the covers later. Corvus then wondered if it was just him, or if all people liked screwing with the reaper.
"You are the only one left that is not sharing an apartment, Mr. Spears. I did not feel like forcing the high ranking reapers into living with such a new recruit." He smiled slyly. "Besides it would be good for you to socialize with others once in a while. You spend too much time in that stuffy office of yours." He waved his hand dismissively.
William, still furious, stood there for a few moments calming himself before stepping away from the desk, turning to open the door. When he was about to leave with Corvus following, he was called back by the elder reaper.
"I forgot to mention, you will have to share your office with your room mate for the time being, until we can sort out a place for him to work. You won't have a problem with that, will you, Mr. Spears?" He spoke innocently, though obviously getting a kick out of the frustration and anger on the others face as he stormed out.
As Corvus was leaving after him, he paused as he heard a voice call out to him. "Mr. Malphas? Would you mind doing me a favour?"
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William looked intently at his reflection in the large mirror. His skin was still glistening with the water from his shower, and he had a towel wrapped neatly around his waist. His hair was still a wet mess, the fringe falling in front of his eyes as it dried. He looked over the quietly defined muscles of his arms, chest and abdomen, wondering why he even attempted at keeping his appearance this way if no one was going to see it. He allowed a sigh to escape his lips as he closed his eyes.
He dropped the towel. He didn't know why he did it, he just let it fall to his ankles. Slowly opening his eyes, he stared at the newly uncovered regions. He felt awkward, to say the least.
His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a loud noise. He was about to go investigate when he realized he was completely naked. He quickly grabbed up a new towel, since his was dirty, and wrapped it around his waist as he opened the door.
What he saw shocked him, to say the least.
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Corvus chuckled to himself; he was going to enjoy this favour, unlike any contract he had fulfilled.
What surprised him was how organized William was, even more that the elder shinigami had described.
Starting with his request, he moved into the kitchen. He first re-arranged the knife rack, and all his spices into different order. Since there was a label on every package of food, saying what it was, and how many serving portions were left, he then removed the label for every food item that had one (all of them), and replaced it with a different one. Occasionally just erasing the portions, and writing a different number. He did the same with the liquids in the fridge, rubbing the measurement off with his thumb and drawing them to a slightly different level. With the milk, he just drank all of it until there was only the useless bit at the bottom of the bottle, and did so with all four.
When he finished, he quickly moved on to the living room, which was harder for William's plain taste in furniture. He barely managed to re-arrange the heavy wooden furniture, moving it into a completely new floor plan.
On his way to William's bedroom, he titled a few of the picture frames hung on the wall, which would go un-noticed to any normal person, but would not escape the attention of his victim.
When he got to the room, he was shocked at the amount of shelves the man had. All along the walls were high shelves lined with hundreds of books. The many books on his shelves were all organized not only alphabetically, by author, title, and publisher, but by color and date, also. He immediately got to work, already lucky at how long William was taking in the shower. He sped up when he heard the water shut off, knowing he probably had less than five minutes to fulfill his promise.
The elder shinigami had asked Corvus to 'mess with William for him'. He had shined at the chance, listening carefully to the details of the man's plan. Since Mr. Spears had Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (O.C.D.), he would freak out for days at the slightest change in his routine. The new knowledge had locked itself in the former demon's memory, for future purposes.
When William stepped out into the living room with just a towel around his waist and the most horrified look you could imagine on his face, Corvus leaned back in his moved armchair and grinned mischievously at him. "What on earth took you so long?"
No flash backs in this chapter... *Sigh* Anyway, thanks so much to Dr. Fetus-Face for letting me use his fanfic as a reference. Check out his stories, their awesome and I love them all!
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